Sara

Em
Little Sara, you're a diamond in the
 rough
C
And I know that you don't hear 
this all enough
G
And I'm sure that's why your wrists 
have tons of cuts
D
And I'm sure that's why you think 
you're not enough
Em                                
On your 19th birthday you thought 
                C
that you were done

Tons of people in your home, but it 
only felt like one
G                             
Cause your brain can only think 
                            D
about the waiting loaded gun
But your friends are all still here,
                           Em
 so pretend you're having fun

All your friends they wanna drink 
cause it's your birthday
C
But you've been drinking straight 
probably since last Thursday
G
Drinking is the only thing that 
makes you feel just okay
D
It keeps the trigger finger off the 
trigger and at bay
Em
Your mind can only think about the 
things it shouldn't
C
Your brain is filled with thoughts 
of wishing that ya didn't
G
Little Sarah, perk your ears up try 
to listen
          D
But she can't hear a sound because 
she's locked in a prison

[Chorus]
  Em
She can barely see the pavement
 C
She can barely read the signs
 G
People think she's complicated
  D
But never wanna look inside
 Em
Cause she's a little too R-rated
  C
And they're a little too damn blind
 G
She's just looking for her angels
 D
But they're a little hard to find


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Em C G D

[Verse 2]
 Em
Little Sara, you've been skipping 
out on class
 C
And any minute now your friends are 
gonna ask
 G
Why the hell you're always acting 
sorta sad
 D
And why the hell your weed just 
never seems to last
 Em                                
But the truth is you don't wanna 
               C
let your secret out
Cause they think it's wrong for you 
                     G
to take a different route
All except your mom too bad that 
                 D
she's just not around
And don't get me wrong those words 
                          Em
you've tried to get them out
But their views been skewed by their
          C
 plastic news
From their plasma tubes, so they 
                   G
won't fit in your shoes
Except for Sunday blues, but you got
         D
 Monday blues
And you got Tuesday blues damn every
               Em
 day ya might lose

All your friends they wanna smoke 
cause it's a Friday
 C
But you've been smoking straight 
probably since last Sunday
 G
I know you know you shouldn't say 
that you are okay
  D                                
But you still look em in the eye 
                             Em
and lie then go to use your ashtray


[Chorus]
  Em
She can barely see the pavement
 C
She can barely read the signs
 G
People think she's complicated
  D
But never wanna look inside
 Em
Cause she's a little too R-rated
  C
And they're a little too damn blind
 G
She's just looking for her angels
 D
But they're a little hard to find


Em C G D x2


[Verse 3]
   Em
Little Sarah, last night you got it 
bad
 C                                 
In that moment you could barely 
      G
even add up two or three reasons why
 you're glad
 D
And I guess that's why you grabbed 
your pen and pad
Em                             
It was 6:14 and you could barely 
        C
even read
All the words you'd written down of 
                             G
why it was time for you to leave
Your phone was on the ground and you
                        D
 could barely hear it ring
Couldn't even hear a sound, couldn't
                Em
 feel a single thing
Now it's 6:15 and you're on your 
   C                               
knees, blood is on your sleeves, 
                     G
and your lungs won't breathe
                                 D 
Eyes are watering, body's 
shivering, and you're wondering what
Em
 is happening
Now it's 6:23, and they're on their 
  C                                
knees, begging Jesus please, can 
             G
you make her breathe
Cause they finally see what was 
     D                             
happening underneath their nose and
                  Em      D
 underneath your sleeves


[Chorus]
  Em
She can barely see the pavement
 C
She can barely read the signs
 G
People think she's complicated
  D
But never wanna look inside
 Em
Cause she's a little too R-rated
  C
And they're a little too damn blind
 G
She's just looking for her angels
 D
But they're a little hard to find