[Primera Parte]
C
My grandpa fought in World War II
A7
He was such a noble dude
Dm
I can't even finish school
Dm Em F G
Missed my mom and left too soon
C
His dad was a fireman
A7
Who fought fires so violent
Dm
I think I bored my therapist
Dm Em F G
While playing him my violin
[Pre-Estribillo]
F
Oh my god that's so insane
Em
Oh my god that's such a shame
Dm C
Next to them my shit don't feel so grand
E Am
But I can't help myself from feeling bad
D G
I kinda feel like two things can be sad
(One, two, three, four)
[Estribillo]
C
The world's smallest violin
A7
Really needs an audience
F E
So if I do not find somebody soon
(That's right, that's right)
F Dm
I'll blow up into smithereens
C A
And spew my tiny symphony
Dm F C
Just let me play my violin for you
(You, you, you)
( F Em Dm C )
( E Am D G )
[Segunda Parte]
C
My grandpa fought in World War II
A7
When he was such a noble dude
Dm
Man I feel like such a fool
Dm Em F G
I got so much left to prove
C
All my friends have vaping friends
A7
They're so good at making friends
Dm
I'm so scared of caving in
Dm Em F C
Is that entertaining yet?
[Pre-Estribillo]
F
Oh my god that's so insane
Em
Oh my god that's such shame
Dm C
Next to them my shit don't feel so grand
E Am
But I can't help myself from feeling bad
D G
I kinda feel like two things can be sad
(One, two, three, four)
[Estribillo]
C
The world's smallest violin
A7
Really needs an audience
F E
So if I do not find somebody soon
(That's right, that's right)
F D
I'll blow up into smithereens
C A
And spew my tiny symphony
Dm F C
Just let me play my violin for you
(You, you, you)
( F Em Dm C )
( E Am D G )
[Final]
C
Somewhere in the universe
A7
Somewhere someone's got it worse
Dm
Wish that made it easier
F
Wish I didn't feel the hurt
C
The world's smallest violin
A7
Really needs an audience
F E
So if I do not find somebody soon
F D
I'll blow up into smithereens
C A
And spew my tiny symphony
F D
All up and down a city street
C A
While tryna put my mind at ease
F D
Like finishing this melody
C A
This feels like a necessity
F D
So this could be the death of me
C A
Or maybe just a better me
F D
Now come in with the timpanis
C A
And take a shot of Hennessy
F D
I know I'm not there mentally
C A
But you could be the remedy
Dm G C
So let my play my violin for you