Misc Unsigned Bands - Rob king - without

You ^Amkinda just miss your ^Cmum and your dad ^GBack in a time where it ^Dm7were'nt so bad And ^Fyou had all, ^Call that made you ^Gsmile

I'm ^Amkinda confused and I'm ^Cmore than attached To a ^Ggirl who sees a re^Dm7flection of fat She's the ^Fsweetest thing, The most ^Cbeautiful in the ^Gworld

And we're ^Fmissing the bigger ^Gpicture Where con^Etempt is the only ^Amfixture When we ^Fshould be ^Ccontent With what's ^Gnow But ^Ffix it – I've ^Gtried I ^Edon’t see ^Fhow You ^Ccan't see ^Ghow much you ^E7mean Or what I'd be with^Amout you^Dm7 Y^Gou

You're ^Amworried that you wear unfla^Cttering things, I'd ^Gjust as happily see you in ^Dm7ripped-up jeans. That ^Fhomeless look would ^Csuit you ^Ganyhow.

Your ^Ammake-up's fine if you ^Cleft it at home, Don't ^Gcover up the things that make you beauti^Dm7ful. You're the ^Fsweetest thing, Nothing ^Cshort of my whole ^Gworld.

So ^Fdon't miss these days of your ^Gyouth Thinking ^Eyou should grow up to ^Amsoon I'll still ^Fbe with you when We're ^Closing all our ^Gteeth So ^Fdon't see the ^Gbad There's ^Etoo much good to be un^Fhappy about ^CI would be ^Gnothing without ^E7you Without ^Amyou Without ^Dm7you Without ^Gyou

She was ^Amonly 13 when she ^Csaid to herself I'll ^Ghave to live my life with these ^Dm7mental heath iss^Fues And she ^Clabelled herself like ^Gthat

As ^Amhard as I try I can't ^Cdissipate the ^GLoathing of herself and the ^Dm7constant hate I'm ^Fhere but I ^Cwant to be there for ^Gyou

^FDon't try to fix the ^Gcracks you see It's ^E7one-way glass and be^Am7hind it is me The more you ^Fcover it up The ^Cfurther away I'll ^G7be And I don't want to see another ^Amthing Without ^Dm7you Without ^Gyou ^Am