Chords for Faith Marie - Little Girl (lyrics)

[F#m] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
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[F#m] My friends always tell [A] me I get carried away
Sometimes I spit when I talk
Cause I have so much to [F#m] say
They [A] don't seem to hear me
But I guess it's okay
It's not their fault my mind's [C#m] working overtime with no pay
[F#m] They [A] always say the same things
And it's starting to get old
That my head can't get sick
It can't catch a [F#m] cold
I [A] scratch and I pick
My insecurities poke
My fear's my anxiety
A voice that provokes
[F#m] Take a walk through your head
[A] Breathe in, count to ten
Cause on the first page of life
Written in red
[F#m] _ [A] You'll never make it here
If you don't learn [C#m] how to bend _
[A] Don't speak unless you've spoken [D] to a little girl
[F#m] Someday you will find your [D] place in the world
[A] But ladies don't get dirty
[D] Someday you'll learn to fill the [F#m] empty space
With [D] empty [E] faith
_ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] Every day feels [A] like a battle
And I always get hurt
I was frequently told violence was never the answer
[F#m] But life [A] doesn't abide by the rules of a child
I don't know how to fight
Only taught how to [F#m] surrender
There's a certain [A] kind of darkness
That does the reaping
It usually takes you right before you are [F#m] sleeping
Is it the crack in the [A] door
That it finds a way to creep in
Or the crack in your brain
That wants you [F#m] to drop dead
I don't [A] remember what it's like to see with clear vision
I wake every morning like the dead has [F#m] arisen
I don't have to think [A] this body of mine is a prison
You don't control me
I just gotta find [F#m] the light switch
But the more that I [A] look
The further I get
You're the only thing about me
That needs to be [F#m] fixed
Cause on the first page [A] of life
Written in fine print
Stop looking for light
Live it instead
[B] [A] Don't speak unless you're spoken [D] to, little girl
[F#m] _
Someday you will find [D] your place in the world
[A] But ladies don't get dirty
[D] Someday you'll learn to fill [F#m] the empty space
_ [D] _ With empty fame
My _
_ _ [A] mind is a mess
But I [D] love it nonetheless _
_ They tell me to hush
But my words are all that's left _
_ [F#m] So on the last page of life
Written in gold _
_ [D] Don't waste it
Always doing what you're told _
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