Chords with lyrics
Verse 1: Iain: F C Bb F See she found him asleep on a heated floor F C Bb F Saw his eyes had signs of crying, but realized not to ask what for F C Bb F A good first-aider, she first made sure he was safe F C Bb F Then began to explain the complaints of her day Chorus: Callum: F C Bb Little cellist, don't break that wooden neck F C Bb It's not selfish to not do all they expect F C And my good friend, it's okay to be upset Bb F C Bb So loosen your tight grip around that wooden neck F C Bb F F C Bb F Verse 2: Iain: F C Bb She often held in her intrusive thoughts for fear F C Bb That the weight of her worries was too much for him to hear F C Bb But pressure causes pipes to crack and now his shoulder's drenched in tears F C Bb She was so overwhelmed, it was like she hadn't cried in years Dm C Bb Dm And he said, "Even Jesus Christ himself needed help to bear his cross Dm C Bb Dm Please feel free to lean on me if the world becomes too much" Dm C Bb Dm He didn't speak a word then, but still felt some sense of purpose Dm C Bb Dm If not to heal her hurting, at least to relieve her burdens Chorus: Callum: F C Bb Little cellist, don't break that wooden neck F C Bb It's not selfish to not do all they expect F C And my good friend, it's okay to be upset Bb F C Bb So loosen your tight grip around that wooden neck
Bridge: Callum & Iain: Gm C Bb And she crouched beside him as he lay down again Gm C Bb But this time breathing laboured, pins and needles from toes to head Gm C Bb She quelled her anxiety to calm her fading friend Gm C Bb Told him to keep his eyes open though now he was submerged in ocean Gm C Bb And the ambulance rolled up like his limousine Gm C Bb To take him to a place where he reigned supreme Gm C Bb But trade in golden bedposts for a hospital bed Gm C Bb It's like monogrammed jewelry, but a plastic name band instead Chorus: Callum & Callum and Iain: F C Bb Little cellist, don't break that wooden neck F C Bb It's not selfish to not do all they expect F C And my good friend, it's okay to be upset Bb F C Bb So loosen your tight grip around that wooden neck F C Bb Little cellist, don't break that wooden neck F C Bb It's not selfish to not do all they expect F C And my good friend, it's okay to be upset Bb F C Bb So loosen your tight grip around that wooden neck
