Cautious Clay - Butterflies in august

Oh, h^Fey yeah, I heard you right I need sp^Gace seven hours ^Amof the night Oh, you don't s^Fay, no, I don't got a light Lookin' for a pl^Gace where it all f^Ameels like

^F It's perfect I know it's wo^Grth it^Am One in a billion^F

No, I'm not c^Gertain^Am What is this feeling?

^F B^Gutterflies in A^Amugust ^F I^Gf I'm being h^Amonest ^FI D^Gon't know what to c^Amall this ^DmNo words can describe ^F B^Gutterflies in A^Amugust ^F I^Gf I'm being h^Amonest ^FI D^Gon't know what to c^Amall this ^DmNo words can describe^C#

^FI'm taking up space to a degree ^GI don't wanna s^Amee reality ^FBut that's when I feel the most alive ^GHow easily we d^Amivide^F There's no ^Gwa^Amy I can take the t^Dmime to find the words I wanna s^C#ay

^F But it's perfect I know it's wo^Grth it^Am One in a billion^F

No, I'm not c^Gertain^Am What is this feeling?

^F B^Gutterflies in A^Amugust ^F I^Gf I'm being h^Amonest ^FI D^Gon't know what to c^Amall this ^DmNo words can describe ^F B^Gutterflies in A^Amugust ^F I^Gf I'm being h^Amonest ^FI D^Gon't know what to c^Amall this ^DmNo words can describe^C#

^FYeah ^GOh-oh, o^Amh-oh If I'm being honest ^FI ^GOh-oh, ^Amoh-oh