Rachel Platten - Overwhelmed

^DWe make patterns out of stars and we whisper little ^Bmprayers To be somewhere that we're ^Gnot and if we're good it will t^Aake us there

^DBut then the light comes through the dark and our questions fall ^Bmapart It's just the beating of our h^Gearts and the still of the m^Aidnight air

^DAnd I get so^Bm overwhelmed till it's ^Ghard to tell What I'm t^Ahinking

We get ^Ddown down down, we feel sorry for ourselves We get d^Bmown down down, we all need somebody's help Let's get ^Dloud loud loud, till there's love and nothing else 'Cause the ^Gmore that you give the ^Amore that comes back a^Dround

^DSo we hide away our hurts and put bandaids on our f^Bmears And we lie to all our f^Griends: move along there's no p^Aroblems here

^DBut then the orchestra will start, and the violins app^Bmear And a simple little m^Gelody has us f^Aighting tears

^DAnd I get so^Bm overwhelmed till it's ^Ghard to tell What I'm t^Ahinking

We get ^Ddown down down, we feel sorry for ourselves We get d^Bmown down down, we all need somebody's help Let's get ^Dloud loud loud, till there's love and nothing else 'Cause the ^Gmore that you give the ^Amore that comes back a^Dround

But the ^Bmhardest part is the ^Gway things are And how ^Dquickly fingers will ^Ableed And the ^Bmgrace we need is not in ^Gmagazines, It's just ^Dspace, in between, when we ^Abreathe

I am ^Ddown down down, I feel sorry for myself And I get ^Bmdown down down, and I need somebody's help Let's get l^Doud loud loud, till there's love and nothing else 'Cause the ^Gmore that we give, the ^Amore that comes back... ^DDown down down, we feel sorry for ourselves We're d^Bmown down down, we all need somebody's help Let's get l^Doud loud loud, till there's love and nothing else 'Cause the ^Gmore that you give the ^Amore that comes back ^Daround 'Cause the ^Gmore that you give the ^Amore that comes back ^Bmaround 'Cause the ^Gmore that you give the ^Amore that comes back ^Daround