[Primera Parte]

               D
I went to New York
          A
'Cause a man in a suit told me
  Bm                G
"You're gonna be a star"
                  D
I said, "Yeah, I know," but it came out
A              Bm    G
Like, "What, who, me?"
                     D
I took a walk on the beach,’cause
    A                   Bm
The guy doesn't like me back
      G                     D
Even though I'm gonna be a star

Guess I don't have it
       A                    Bm  G
Guess I don't have it after all
          D
But it's okay, 'cause my life is so
  A
Exciting
                       Bm
Every night is like a party
                  G
'Cause I bit the bullet
                            D
I'm finally watching Friends
                      A
"What took me so long?"
                 Bm
I say to no one,'cause I'm alone
         G
All the time
                    D
But now I'm never lonely
                 A
Not since I met Joey
                     Bm
But when I turn the lights off
             G
Joey doesn't hold me
                  D
And in my darkest moment
               A
I wonder if I met him out at a bar
         Bm
If he'd seen me, a perfect star
       G                              D
Wanna take me home for that reason only

[Estribillo]

             Em                   Bm
'Cause why else would you want me?
          G                    D
I think I've got a fucked up face
           Em                  Bm
And that thought used to haunt me
         G                   D
'Til it fell in its sweet embrace
       Em                  Bm
Now I don't sweat the acne
         G                  D
It's a bitch, but it goes away
         En
And who cares if I'm pretty?
   Bm
I feel like I'm Phoebe

[Segunda Parte]

   G                   D
I feel like it totally works
          B
When the blue in my skirt
          Bm                       G
Doesn't work with the blue in my top
                       D
And if I tried to be her
            A                   Bm   G
It'd fall so flat, you’d feel badly
                   D
And most of these days
                   A
I feel the dull ache
                  Bm                F#m  G
But then I say, "Stop," and then I feel great
                    D
'Cause it could be worse, I know, I know
A                    Bm
Know it in the worst way

We rehearsed this, mm
              D
Everything's okay
                        A
'Cause my life is so enticing
                       Bm
In the corner, eating icing
                F#m G
It's a birthday party
                          D
These people aren't my friends
                      A
I'm thinking "So long," amidst their deep talk
Bm                           G
'Bout someone they didn't invite
                    D                        A
But I'd rather be lonely, counted out and homely
                  Bm                       G
I know that he'll need me once he gets to know me
                  D
Wonder when I'll meet him
                  A
Wonder if he's sitting there at a bar
            Bm                   G
And if he likes 'em avant garde
                    D
Just what they told me

[Estribillo]

            Em                  Bm
'Cause why else would you want me? (Want me, mm)
        G                  D
I think I got a fucked up face (Oh)
          Em                     Bm
And that thought used to haunt me (Haunt me)
        G                   D
'Til I fell in its sweet embrace (Uh-huh)
       Em                 Bm
Now I don't sweat the acne (No, woah)
        G                   D
It's a bitch, but it goes away (Oh)
     Em
Who cares if I'm pretty?
   Bm
I feel like I'm Phoebe
   G                D
I feel like a whole lot

[Puente]

         Em                  Bm
No, I'm good, thanks for asking
           G                           D
That'd be awesome, but no worries if not
          Em             Bm
Best believe I can hack it
          G                   D
Check it out, I made it this far
       Em              Bm
Had to dig deep inside me
         G                       D
'Tii I found what I was looking for
        Em                    Bm
It was right there inside me (Ah)
           G                     D
It was beautiful, beautiful, beautiful

(Beautiful)

[Estribillo]

    Em                   Bm
Why else would you want me? (Want me, want me)
        G                  D
I think I got a fucked up face

(Gorgeous, amazing)
          Em                   Bm
And that thought used to haunt me

(Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful)
        G                     D
'Til I fell in it's sweet embrace (Uh-huh)
       Em               Bm
Now I don't sweat the acne (No)
        G                   G
It's a bitch, but it goes away (Yeah)
     Em
Who cares if I'm pretty?
   Bm
I feel like I'm Phoebe
   D                G
I feel like a whole lot
     Em
Who cares if I'm pretty?
   Bm
I feel like I'm Phoebe
   D                G
I feel like a whole lot