Chords for Nightcore - Sara (Lyrics)

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Little Sarah, you're a diamond [G] in the rough, and I know that you don't hear this [D] all enough
And I'm sure that's why your wrists have tons of cuts
And I'm sure that's why you think you're [Bm] not enough.
On your 19th [G] birthday
You thought that you were done, tons of people in your home
But it only [D] felt like one, cuz your brain can only think about the waiting loaded gun
But your friends are also here, so you [Bm] pretend you're having fun.
All your friends
They want to drink cuz it's your birthday
[G] But you've been drinking straight probably since [D] last Thursday.
Drinking is the only thing that makes you feel [A] just okay
It keeps the trigger finger off the trigger [Bm] and the bait.
Your mind can only think about the things [G] it shouldn't.
Your brain is filled with
Thoughts of wishing that you [D] didn't.
Little Sarah, perk your ears up, try to [A] listen, but you can't have her sound because she's [Bm] locked in a prison
She can barely see the [G] pavement.
She can barely read the [D] signs.
People think she's complicated, [A] but never wanna look [Bm] inside
She's a little too [G] worried, and they're a little get damn [D] blind.
She's just looking for [A] angels, but they're a little [Bm] hard to find
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[Bm] Little Sarah, you've been skipping out on [G] class.
And any minute now your friends are gonna [D] ask
Why the hell you're always acting [A] sort of sad?
Why the hell your weed just never seems [Bm] to last?
But the truth is you don't want to let [G] your secret out cuz they think it's wrong for [D] you to take a different route
I'll accept your mom.
[A] Too bad that she's just not around and don't get me wrong
[Bm] Those words you've tried to get them out, but their views been skewed [G] from their plastic news, from their plasma too
So they won't fit in [D] your shoes except for Sunday blues, [A] but you got Monday blues, you got Tuesday blues
[Em] Damn every day you might lose.
All your friends they want to smoke [G] cuz it's a Friday
But you've been smoking straight probably [Bm] since last Sunday
I know you know you shouldn't say that [A] you were okay
But still you look them in the eye and lie that girl to [Bm] use your ass straight
She can barely see [G] the pavement, she can barely read [D] the signs
People think she's [A] complicated, but never wanna look [Bm] inside
And she's a little too [G] worriedy, and they're a little too [D] damn blind
She's just looking for [A] her angels, but they're a little hard [Bm] to find
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[Bm] Little Sarah, last night you got it bad
In that moment you could barely [D] even act
I have two or three reasons why you're glad
And I guess that's why you grabbed your [Bm] pen and pad
It was 614 and you [G] could barely even read
All the words you'd written down while it [D] was time for you to leave
Your phone was on the ground and you could [A] barely hear it ring
Couldn't even hear a sound, couldn't [Bm] feel a single thing
Now it's six fifteen and [G] you're on your knees
Blood is on your sleeves and your [D] lungs won't breathe
There's a watering, body [A] shivering
And you're wondering what is [Bm] happening
Now it's six twenty three and they're [G] on their knees
Begging Jesus please, can you [D] make her breathe
Cause they finally see what was [A] happening
Underneath their nose and [G] underneath your sleeves _ _ _ _ _
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[Bm] She can barely see the [G] pavement, she can barely read the [D] signs
People think she's [A] complicated, but never wanna look [Bm] inside
Cause she's a little too [G] irate, and they're a little too [D] downplayed
She's just looking for her [A] angels, but they're a little hard to [G] find _ _ _ _ _ _