Worlds Smallest Violin Chords

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) Verse 1: F My grandpa fought in World War II D He was such a noble dude Gm I can't even finish school F Bb Missed my mom and left too soon  F His dad was a fireman  D Who fought fires so violent  Gm I think I bored my therapist  G Bb While playing him my violin

Pre-Chorus: Bb (Oh my God) That's so insane F (Oh my God) That's such a shame Gm F Next to them, my shit don't feel so grand Am Dm But I can't help myself from feeling bad G C I kinda feel like two things can be sad Chorus: F The world's smallest violin Gbm Really needs an audience Bb A So if I do not find somebody soon (That's right, that's right) Bb I'll blow up into smithereens  G F D And spew my tiny symphony Gm Bb F Just let me play my violin for you, you, you, you Instrumental Break: Bb Am Gm F Em Dm Gm c Verse 2: F My grandpa fought in World War Two D He was such a noble dude Gm Man I feel like such a fool F Bb I got so much left to prove F All my friends have vaping friends D The’'re so good at making friеnds Gm I'm so scared of caving in  Bb Is that entertaining yеt? Pre-Chorus: Bb (Oh my God) That's so insane F (Oh my God) That's such a shame Gm F Next to them, my shit don't feel so grand Am Dm But I can't help myself from feeling bad G C I kinda feel like two things can be sad Chorus: F The world's smallest violin Gbm Really needs an audience Bb A So if I do not find somebody soon (That's right, that's right) Bb I'll blow up into smithereens  G F D And spew my tiny symphony Gm Bb F Just let me play my violin for you, you, you, you Instrumental Break: Bb Am Gm F Em Dm Gm c Verse 3: F Somewhere in the universe Gbdim Somewhere someone's got it worse Gm Wish that made it easier Gm Wish I didn't feel the hurt F The world's smallest violin Gbm Really needs an audience Bb A So if I do not find somebody soon Bb G I’ll blow up into smithereens C Dm And spew my tiny symphony Bb A All up and down a city street C Dm While tryna put my mind at ease Bb Gm Like finishing this melody A Dm This feels like a necessity Bb G So this could be the death of me F D Or maybe just a better me Bb Now come in with the timpanis F Dm And take a shot of Hennessy Bb G I know ’'m not there mentally F Dm But you could be the remedy Gm F So let me play my violin for you