Misc Originals – Andrea Jimenez - A Song For A Funeral (Guitar)
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[Intro]
D A G
[Verse 1]
D The first song I wrote A Was for a funeral A Which I never went G I cried while I wrote it G But no ones knows it yet D Your words still eco in my mind A "He's gone" G No, I still didn't forget
[pre-chorus]
Em I tried to make it sound good F#m I tried to make it feel rigth Em But at the end of the day F#m Nothing of this was on my hands
[Chorus]
Bm Cause I know the time it's complicated G I know I can't stop it or take it back A And just thinking about it, makes me gag Bm ¿I wasn't to young, I wasn't to young G To use your words like a knife? A Have you ever thougth what my first song A was about? Bm I'm so sure you never thougth about G My first song was A F#m A song for a funeral
[Verse 2]
D I wrote you a song without guitar A It's horrible but I don't care G Cause it's a letter for the day you leave D I know some day I'll burn that letter A I'd burn my whole voicenotes G So you can hear them all
[pre-chorus]
Em I tried to make it sound good F#m I tried to make it feel rigth Em But at the end of the day F#m Nothing of this was on my hands
[Chorus]
Bm Cause I know the time it's complicated G I know I can't stop it or take it back A And just thinking about it, makes me gag Bm ¿I wasn't to young, I wasn't to young G To use your words like a knife? A Have you ever thougth what my first song A was about? Bm I'm so sure you never thougth about G My first song was A F#m A song for a funeral
[Bridge]
A But there's still time G Theres still time Bm I know everything can be alrigth A Is just a race G I could run fast Bm But I can't jump the hole you left Em I'm destinated to fall there
[verse 3]
D My fist song was for a funeral A which I never went G It's been a long time D And I still can't forget A But I can't run fast G I can't jump further D The hole is too long A G I'm destinated to fall
[Chorus]
Bm Cause I know the time it's complicated G I know I can't stop it or take it back A And just thinking about it, makes me gag Bm ¿I wasn't to young, I wasn't to young G To use your words like a knife? A Have you ever thougth what my first song A was about? Bm I'm so sure you never thougth about G My first song was A F#m A song for a funeral
[post-chorus]
Em I tried to make it sound good F#m I tried to make it feel rigth Em But at the end of the day F#m Nothing of this was on my hands
[Outro]
D This is my letter for the day you go G This is my word to remaind you I've grow D This is the prove of that was a bad year D I can't belive it's already a year G But all my troubles haven't already go D Someday I thougth it couldn't get worst A Burn my words D My first song was for a funeral G I thougth it couldn't get wost A But it got worst D G That was a bad year