Misc Musicals – We Are The Tigers - Matties Lament (Ukulele)

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* = One downstrum [Intro] (Spoken: Dear mom and dad...) Eb [Verse 1]
                             Eb*           Ab*           Eb*                Ab*
Things are fine here, and by fine, I mean, well, I'm not shivved, so that's something.

   Eb*        Ab*     Eb*        Ab*            Eb*          Ab*           Eb*              Bb
Statistic'lly so many people die each day, that that I'm not one of them's something to celebrate
[Chorus]
                Eb
It's the little things
The very little things
                 Ab*     Bb*       Ab*          Eb*       Ab*          Eb*            Ab*         Cm
Things that seem so insignificant, you might forget, 'til those little things are the only things left

        Eb                                        Ab                    Eb
And you don't mope like there's no hope, like the world's come tumbling down

                  Ab*                Bb*             Eb*
You're one forced muscle twitch from turning up that frown
[Verse 2]
                    Eb
I have friends here

       Eb*            Ab*          Eb*            Ab*
And by friends I mean convicts who murdered their fam'lies

    Eb*        Ab*          Eb*         Ab*          Eb*                       Ab*
And yet who I somehow trust more than I can in these girls who called me their friend

              Bb*                         
Then threw me under a bus and left me for dead
[Chorus]
                    Eb
But it's the little things
The very little things
           Ab*              Bb*           Ab*         Eb*
It's those things you don't think would occur in your life

    Ab*             Eb*        Ab*         Cm
But some girl named Tasha just made me her wife

        Eb
And you don't cry, or just ask why

               Ab                Eb
There's always something you can do

                 Ab*                     Bb*                       Eb
Even when you're stuck wond'ring why the fuck this would happen to you
(Spoken: Sorry, mom and dad. Prison has hardened me.) [Bridge]
Ab                                             Bb                                  Ab
When I think about the way things were before, I don't think that I can do this anymore

                                           Bb
I want to cry, I want to scream, I need to shout
N.C. I want to claw my way out
                  Cm
I want to claw my way back in time

                Bb
I wouldn't ever cheer, I wouldn't try

                  Ab                                          Bb*
I'd just join the chess club, or ballet and have a better definition of a bad day

                Ab                        Bb
I'm sorry I was reckless, I'm sorry I got drunk

                Cm                           Bb
I'm sorry about peer pressure, peer pressure sucks

                         Ab                      Bb
And I'm just like, oh my God, I can't do this forever

                    Cm                     Bb
The best thing I'll do in a year is knit a sweater

                  Ab                Bb
I don’t think I’m cut out for doing time

                Cm                      Bb
I need a better lawyer, I need a better life

                Ab                    Bb
Can this really be how it’s all gonna go

                       Cm                           Bb   Ab Bb
’Cause I don’t think I killed those girls, I really don’t
(Spoken: Shut the fuck up!) [Chorus]
                    Eb
But it’s the little things
The very little things
          Ab*                Bb*         Ab*        Eb*      Ab*        Bb*                    Cm
Its those things that should really mean nothing at all, but nothing in hell is a big freaking ball

          Eb
So you say crap, I guess that’s that

            Ab                  Eb
You build a bridge and you move on

              Ab*                Bb*        Eb
And hope that four years doesn’t feel very long