Madison Cunningham - Song in my head

There's a ^Gsong in my ^Chead Oh, a ^Amline that never stops ^Dplaying I'm not ^Gsure how it ^Cends I can't remember ^Amwhen I heard what you were ^Dsaying

^GI'll make the best out of the ^Cworst I'll make up half the ^Amwords and wear a ^Dt-shirt of a band I've never ^Gheard ^GBecause it ^Churts to be on the ^Amoutside looking ^Din

^AWell, I do my best to ^Adim7listen But I'm ^Duncomfortable with too much ^Asilence From the ^Apassenger seat you said "^Adim7what does that mean?" I said "I'm ^Dlearning to live with the ^Aviolence, ^Dviolence" But ^AI'm not the ^Bkind that

^DWants to be ^Alost I don't ^F#mwant to be for^Egotten I don't ^Dwant to pret^Aend That ^F#mit's alr^Eight I ^Dwant to see these ^Awalls ^F#mCrumble and diss^Eolve around

^GMe ^{C Am D} [Verse] ^GI got my golden diploma ^Cwearing a square crown ^AmThe Class of '14 wore their c^Dapes like a reverend's ^Ggown ^GAll that education ^Cwon't help us now ^AmAttending funerals and watching^D friends break their vows

^AThere's not much that ^Adim7I can protect So I ^Dkeep my good humor ^Aalive ^ANothing disturbs your ^Adim7intellect ^DLike the feeling of something you can't ^Adeny ^DJustified ^{A B}

^DI don't want^A to be lost I don't ^F#mwant to be for^Egotten I don't ^Dwant to pret^Aend That ^F#mit's alr^Eight I ^Dwant to see these ^Awalls ^F#mCrumble and diss^Eolve around

^GMe ^{C Am D} G C Am D

^GSaturday morning, ^C11 a.m. ^AmHeard mom and dad talking ^Dmoney again Fit a ^Gseven-person family in a ^Cfive-seater van I ^Amguess all you can do is the ^Dbest that you can Dad ^Gpushed it all down like the ^CGibson in his hand To ^Amfinish that song that ^Dnever had a name ^GI can still hear that ^Csong In my ^Ahead ^A

^AInformation, education, giving and love ^AQuestions, guidance, that's sugar in my blood ^AHolding together what's meant to fall apart ^AJustify the reason for the way things ^Bare

^DI don't want^A to be lost I don't ^F#mwant to be for^Egotten I've got ^Dreason to be^Alieve That ^F#mI just ^Emight Wa^Dtch this city's wa^Alls ^F#mCrumble and diss^Eolve around

^EMe ^{Bm D} E Bm D E Bm D E Bm D E Bm D E Bm D

^EI'm not afraid, not afraid to lo^Bmse ^{D E}It's a voice that I can't ref^Bmuse ^D Maybe I ^Edon't have the right to choo^Bmse what ca^Dlls my nam^Ee