This Pain Will Be Useful

Cmaj7  G  D
Cmaj7  G  D

[Verse 1]
Cmaj7                    G       
Someday I know that this pain 
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will be useful
Cmaj7                     G      
So much can grow from the seed of
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 a dying tree
Cmaj7                  G          
It creeps up on me at inopportune 
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moments
Cmaj7      G          D
Hot like a song in my lungs


[Chorus]
Cmaj7                       D
Oh I'm gonna make this life good
Em                       Am
Even though, even though you thought
 I would
Cmaj7      D    Em          D
Never amount to anything of value
Cmaj7                       D
Watch me as I prove you wrong
Em           Am
By falling, falling in love with
Cmaj7        G             D
Everyone and everything I touch
Cmaj7                D         G
And who knew I could feel this much


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[Verse 2]
Cmaj7                    G       
Someday I know that this pain 
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will be useful
Cmaj7                    G       
And it won't look for comfort in 
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a drink or a stranger's bed
Cmaj7                    G       
No more nights to undo, only 
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nights to remember
Cmaj7                    G       
Little bursts of happiness 
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instead


[Chorus]
Cmaj7                       D
Oh I'm gonna make this life good
Em                       Am
Even though, even though I thought I
 would
Cmaj7      D    Em          D
Never amount to anything of value
Cmaj7                       D
Watch me as I prove me wrong
Em           Am
By falling, falling in love with
Cmaj7        G             D
Everyone and everything I touch
Cmaj7                D         G
And who knew I could feel this much
Cmaj7                D         G
Oh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-ohh, oh-ohh
Cmaj7                D
Oh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-ohh, oh-ohh


[Bridge]
Em                             
Well it's only a guess but I bet 
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that each beautiful house has a 
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story that moves
Em                                
Was it made by a man with a knot 
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in his chest and unspoken truth?
Em                                
And the songs that we sing in our 
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cars in the parking lots with our 
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hands up high
Em                            G  
Are just battle cries through 
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puffy eyes that found a place to be 
alive


[Verse 3]
Cmaj7                    G       
Someday I know that this pain 
     D
will be useful
Cmaj7                    G       
So much can grow from the seed of
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 a dying tree
Cmaj7                    G  
Leaps out of me at inopportune 
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moments
Cmaj7             G            D
Too beautiful and delicate to touch
Cmaj7                D         G
And who knew I could feel this much