Special Ukulele chords by Gabbie Hanna

Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)

* < Single strum only

Verse 1:
         F*
I'm not special
               Am*              C*
Who the hell am I to think I'm special?
        F*
I'm not so well
 Am*
Thanks for asking
         F*               C*
But you probably figured what else  is new
         F*
I try my best still
         Am*                        C*
But if I die, wind up in some  mess you’ll—
              F*                           keep my head filled
         C*             G
With the notion that I don't deserve this
 F*
life that I've built

Chorus:
         G
I'm not special, special
                                     F
Don't know why I thought I could be someone

I'm no one
              G
To anyone who knows me
                   C
I'm a burden, I'm certain
                    F
The only thing I'm good for is hurtin' the
G
ones I love


Verse 2:
            F
I wanna be special
               Am
But I don't know if it's worth all of this
C
stress
                   F
You don't know my struggle
                Am
'Cause I don't tell it
     F                   C
If I did, I really don't think you'd be
            Am
bothered to hear it, anyway
            G
If I sang a song
          Am
Would you listen?
   F
Or would you tell me that I'm terrible?
            G
If I played along
            Am
To ease the friction
   F
Would you still tell me that I'm terrible?


Chorus:
             G
Oh, I'm not special, special
                                     F
Don't know why I thought I could be someone

I'm no one
              G
To anyone who knows me
                  C
I'm a burden, I'm certain
                   F
The only thing I'm good for is hurtin' the
G
ones I love


Bridge:(Optional One Strum On This Bridge)*
               C
But the ones I love
            F
They really love me
            C
The ones I love
           F
They truly know me
          C
You drag my name
           F
It's kinda funny
          C
'Cause my name
                  F
Makes you lots of money


Chorus:
             G
I guess I'm special, special
                                    F
Who the hell are you to say I'm not special?

Oh well
    C                          F
Got everybody talking in this hell hole
        Am
I'm the devil
F                       C
Dante wrote me into his inferno
     G
Here we go

Again


Post-Chorus:
                  G
Is this what you came for?

You paid for?
                   F
To watch somebody burn and crumble

And stumble
      C                               F
Then fumble all my words and let you twist them

And listen
     C                             F
To all the ugly things you tell me I am
    Am
I'm tryin'
                          F
So hard to understand how I'm the
        C
Master, manipulator
     G
Who couldn't fool anyone
     F        C
The monster, reciprocator
     Am                 F
Shot no bullets from my gun
     C
The drama queen

Who never seems
        F
To get applause from anyone
       G
I won't be who you say I am


Outro:
            F*
If I sang a song
          Am*
Would you listen?
             C*
Or would you tell me that I'm terrible?
             F*
I won't play along
             Am*
This game is twisted
            C*
And I think that would make me terrible

That would make me—