[Intro] C  G  G  C
        G  G

[Primeira Parte]

C
  It's my Jordan year
G                   G                   C
 And I thought this shit would look good on me

But I just feel weird
G  G  C
        And I still can't fly
G                G                 C
 Thought I'd be ahead, but I'm down by five

I'm on fight or flight
G                  G
 And I still can't fly

[Pré-Refrão]

C
  Everything looks good on paper
G                 G
  Displayed on the shelf
C
  And nobody thinks they should save her
G                   G
 'Cause she's doin' well
C                                      
  Three hundred sixtyfive days later
G         D            Em
I still haven't learned to calm down
      D        C
But I blow  candles out

My wish should be different by now
                    C  G
But tomorrow I turn twentythree

[Refrão]

       G           C      G
And it feels like everyone  hates me
    G           C   G
So, how  old do you have to be
   G                 Em
To live so young and careless?
                       C
My wish is that I cared less

At twentythree

( C  G  G )

[Segunda Parte]

C
 The bags on my eyes
G                   G      C
  No, they're not designer

But they're overpriced
                      G    
I paid for with cryin'  Cry, cry, cry
C                           G  
 And every ex hits my phone

 Like, Happy birth
                   C
Day, are you alone?

You tried to ruin twentytwo
G                G                   C
  So don't pretend that now we're cool

[Pré-Refrão]

Everything looks good on paper
G                 G
  Displayed on the shelf
C
  And nobody thinks they should save her
G                   G
  'Cause she's doin' well
C                                    G  D  Em
  Three hundred sixtyfive days later

I still haven't learned to calm down
      D        C
But I blow  candles outMy wish 

should be different by now
                    C  G
But tomorrow I turn twentythree

[Refrão]

       G           C      G
And it feels like everyone  hates me
    G           C   G
So, how  old do you have to be
   G                 Em
To live so young and careless?
                       C
My wish is that I cared lessAt twentythree

C
  It's my Jordan year
G                 G              C  G
  No they're not designer, but they're
  G         C
Tomorrow I turn twen
 G  
Em
Happy birthday, happy birthday
C                    C  G
  I hope that I'll see twentyfour

[Final]

  G          C    G
I hope I'll understand me more
  G          C    G
I hope my bed is off  the floor
  G               Em                            C
I hope that I can care less, but I'm afraid to care less