MARINA (Marina and The Diamonds) - Happy loner

^GmWaking up la^Fte, I feel d^Dmemotiv^Ebated ^GmEverything’s wr^Fong, guess my t^Dmhoughts escal^Ebated ^GmWhen I’m alo^Fne, things are ^Dmunder cont^Ebrol ^GmWhen I’m al^Fone, I can t^Dmurn off the w^Eborld

I ^Cmtry to esc^Bbape, but I ^Fcan’t lose my ^Ebmind That’s ^Cmwhy I can l^Bbive a con^Fventional ^Eblife

‘cause I^Gm’m happ^Eby being a l^Bboner^{F Gm} Happ^Eby being a l^Bbone^Fr ^GmI’m sick of it ^Eball, I ^Bbwanna give it ^Fup But ^GmI’m on the e^Ebdge And I ^Bbfeel like every^Fthing’s too ^Gmmuch, too ^Ebmuch, ^Bbhmm^F Too ^Gmmuch, too ^Ebmuch, ^Bbhmm^F

They ^Gmdon’t understa^Fnd, why I ^Dmlike being a^Eblone I ^Gmdon’t wanna b^Fe so ^Dmaccessi^Ebble E^Gmmotionall^Fy I’m on the ^Dmedge of a ^Ebknife ^GmThat’s how I l^Fearn, that’s how I l^Dmearn to sur^Bbvive

^CmIf I’m al^Bbone then ^Fyou’ll never ^Ebfind The ^Cmtruth about m^Bbe that I’m ^Flosing my ^Ebmind And ^Ebit’s too hard to pretend So ^CmI stay a^Bbway from my ^Ffriends

‘cause I^Gm’m happ^Eby being a l^Bboner^{F Gm} Happ^Eby being a l^Bbone^Fr ^GmI’m sick of it ^Eball, I ^Bbwanna give it ^Fup But ^GmI’m on the e^Ebdge And I ^Bbfeel like every^Fthing’s too ^Gmmuch, too ^Ebmuch, ^Bbhmm^F Too ^Gmmuch, too ^Ebmuch, ^Bbhmm^F

^FI pick up on ^Cmeverybody’s ^Ebener^Bbgy ^FAlways used to ^Cmfeel like there was ^Ebsomething wrong with ^Bbme-e-e-e-^Fee-e-e-e-^Cmee-e-e-e^Bb Wrong w^Ebith me ^FWhen the world is ^Cmoverwhelming^Bb, I need to ^Ebbreathe

‘cause I^Gm’m happ^Eby being a l^Bboner^{F Gm} Happ^Eby being a l^Bbone^Fr ^GmI’m sick of it ^Eball, I ^Bbwanna give it ^Fup But ^GmI’m on the e^Ebdge And I ^Bbfeel like every^Fthing’s too ^Gmmuch, too ^Ebmuch, ^Bbhmm^F Too ^Gmmuch, too ^Ebmuch, ^Bbhmm^F Too ^Gmmuch, too ^Ebmuch, ^Bbhmm^F Too ^Gmmuch, too ^Ebmuch, ^Bbhmm^F