Chords for She Used To Be Mine - Sara Bareilles "Waitress" Male Cover
Tempo:
115.5 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

Start Jamming...
[C#] It's not simple to say that [G#]
most days I don't recognize me.
[C#] That these shoes and this apron, that place and its [F#] patrons,
have taken more than I gave them.
[G#]
It's not [C#] easy to know [G#] I'm not anything like I used to be,
[A#m] although it's true I was never attention's sweet center.
[F#]
But I still remember that girl.
[C#] She's imperfect, but she tries.
[G#] She is good, but she lies.
[A#m] She is hard on herself.
She [F#] is broken and won't ask for help.
[G#] She is [C#] messy, but she's kind.
[G#] She is lonely most of the time.
[C#] She is all of this mixed up and baked in a [F#] beautiful pie.
She is gone, but she used [G#] to be mine.
It's not what I asked for.
Sometimes life, oh, it slips in through a back door
[A#m] and carves out a person and makes you believe it's [F#] all true.
And now I've got you.
[G#] And you're not what I asked for.
If [G]
I'm honest, I know I would give it all back [A#m] for a chance to start over
[Fm]
and rewrite an [F#] ending or two.
For the girl that I knew [G#] who'd be reckless just in love,
who gets hurt, but who learns how to toughen up [A#m] when she's bruised
and gets used by a man you [F#]
can't love.
[C#] And then she'll get stuck and be scared of the life that's inside her,
[F] growing stronger each day, till it finally reminds her [Fm] to fight just a little,
to bring back [A#] the fire [F#] in her eyes.
She is gone, but she [C#] used to be mine.
[F]
She used to be [Fm] mine.
She used to be mine.
[F#]
[C#] She is messy, but she's kind.
She [G#] is lonely most of the time.
[A#m] She is all of this mixed up and baked [Fm] in a beautiful [F#]
pie.
She is gone, but [C#] she used to be mine.
most days I don't recognize me.
[C#] That these shoes and this apron, that place and its [F#] patrons,
have taken more than I gave them.
[G#]
It's not [C#] easy to know [G#] I'm not anything like I used to be,
[A#m] although it's true I was never attention's sweet center.
[F#]
But I still remember that girl.
[C#] She's imperfect, but she tries.
[G#] She is good, but she lies.
[A#m] She is hard on herself.
She [F#] is broken and won't ask for help.
[G#] She is [C#] messy, but she's kind.
[G#] She is lonely most of the time.
[C#] She is all of this mixed up and baked in a [F#] beautiful pie.
She is gone, but she used [G#] to be mine.
It's not what I asked for.
Sometimes life, oh, it slips in through a back door
[A#m] and carves out a person and makes you believe it's [F#] all true.
And now I've got you.
[G#] And you're not what I asked for.
If [G]
I'm honest, I know I would give it all back [A#m] for a chance to start over
[Fm]
and rewrite an [F#] ending or two.
For the girl that I knew [G#] who'd be reckless just in love,
who gets hurt, but who learns how to toughen up [A#m] when she's bruised
and gets used by a man you [F#]
can't love.
[C#] And then she'll get stuck and be scared of the life that's inside her,
[F] growing stronger each day, till it finally reminds her [Fm] to fight just a little,
to bring back [A#] the fire [F#] in her eyes.
She is gone, but she [C#] used to be mine.
[F]
She used to be [Fm] mine.
She used to be mine.
[F#]
[C#] She is messy, but she's kind.
She [G#] is lonely most of the time.
[A#m] She is all of this mixed up and baked [Fm] in a beautiful [F#]
pie.
She is gone, but [C#] she used to be mine.
Key:
C#
G#
F#
A#m
Fm
C#
G#
F#
_ _ [C#] It's _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
not simple to say that [G#]
most days I don't recognize me.
[C#] That these shoes and this apron, that place and its [F#] patrons,
have taken more than I gave them.
_ _ _ [G#] _
_ It's not [C#] easy to know _ _ [G#] I'm not anything _ like I used to be,
[A#m] although it's true I was never _ attention's sweet center.
[F#]
But I still remember that girl. _
_ [C#] She's imperfect, _ but she tries.
_ [G#] She is good, _ but she lies.
_ [A#m] She is _ hard on herself. _
She [F#] is broken and won't ask for help.
_ [G#] She is [C#] messy, _ but she's kind.
[G#] _ She is lonely _ _ most of the time.
[C#] She is all of this mixed up and baked in a [F#] beautiful pie. _
_ She is gone, but she used [G#] to be _ _ mine. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ It's not what I asked for.
_ Sometimes _ _ life, oh, it slips in through a back door
[A#m] and carves out a person and makes you believe it's [F#] all true.
_ And now I've got you.
[G#] _ _ And you're not what I asked for.
If [G]
I'm honest, I know I would give it all back [A#m] for a chance to start over
[Fm]
and rewrite an [F#] ending or two.
_ For the girl that I knew [G#] who'd be reckless just in love,
who gets hurt, but who learns how to toughen up [A#m] when she's bruised
and gets used by a man you [F#]
can't love.
_ [C#] And then she'll get stuck and be scared _ of the life that's inside her,
[F] growing stronger each day, till it finally reminds her [Fm] to fight just a little,
to bring back [A#] the fire [F#] in her eyes.
_ She is gone, but she [C#] used to be mine.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ She used to be [Fm] _ _ mine.
She used to be _ mine.
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ She is messy, _ but she's kind. _
She [G#] is lonely _ _ _ most of the time.
[A#m] She is all of this mixed up and baked [Fm] in a beautiful [F#] _
pie.
_ _ She is gone, but [C#] she used to be mine. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
not simple to say that [G#]
most days I don't recognize me.
[C#] That these shoes and this apron, that place and its [F#] patrons,
have taken more than I gave them.
_ _ _ [G#] _
_ It's not [C#] easy to know _ _ [G#] I'm not anything _ like I used to be,
[A#m] although it's true I was never _ attention's sweet center.
[F#]
But I still remember that girl. _
_ [C#] She's imperfect, _ but she tries.
_ [G#] She is good, _ but she lies.
_ [A#m] She is _ hard on herself. _
She [F#] is broken and won't ask for help.
_ [G#] She is [C#] messy, _ but she's kind.
[G#] _ She is lonely _ _ most of the time.
[C#] She is all of this mixed up and baked in a [F#] beautiful pie. _
_ She is gone, but she used [G#] to be _ _ mine. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ It's not what I asked for.
_ Sometimes _ _ life, oh, it slips in through a back door
[A#m] and carves out a person and makes you believe it's [F#] all true.
_ And now I've got you.
[G#] _ _ And you're not what I asked for.
If [G]
I'm honest, I know I would give it all back [A#m] for a chance to start over
[Fm]
and rewrite an [F#] ending or two.
_ For the girl that I knew [G#] who'd be reckless just in love,
who gets hurt, but who learns how to toughen up [A#m] when she's bruised
and gets used by a man you [F#]
can't love.
_ [C#] And then she'll get stuck and be scared _ of the life that's inside her,
[F] growing stronger each day, till it finally reminds her [Fm] to fight just a little,
to bring back [A#] the fire [F#] in her eyes.
_ She is gone, but she [C#] used to be mine.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ She used to be [Fm] _ _ mine.
She used to be _ mine.
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ She is messy, _ but she's kind. _
She [G#] is lonely _ _ _ most of the time.
[A#m] She is all of this mixed up and baked [Fm] in a beautiful [F#] _
pie.
_ _ She is gone, but [C#] she used to be mine. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _