There u^Dsed to ^Fbe a g^Bbirl like me Who l^Dived some t^Fime ag^Bbo Life w^Das mund^Fane, but w^Bbhy complain If th^Dings felt s^Forta s^Bblow

She had d^Days of sun Starred in p^Flays for fun And she ^Bbalways felt cared for And y^Det one d^Fay I heard her ^Ebsay I need more ^{D F Bb}

There u^Ebsed to ^Gbbe a g^Cirl like me Who d^Ebared to c^Gbhase her dr^Ceams Each ^Ebday at n^Gbine, she’d s^Ctand in line Hope^Eb bursting ^Gbat her s^Ceams

She’d sing ^Ebout her song They would s^Gbhout: You’re wrong! And then s^Chow her to the door But with e^Ebach def^Gbeat, she’d still rep^Feat I need more ^{Eb Gb C}

And t^Abhen she met a g^Auy she liked A ^Dbman who played guit^Aar He m^Gbade her feel a l^Aittle less al^Dbone And t^Abhen she got a p^Aart in what will h^Dbopefully ^Abbe a hit p^Alay It s^Gbeemed that everyth^Aing had g^Aone her ^Abway

Of c^Dourse, you s^Fee, that g^Bbirl is me What l^Duck, I s^Fhould be ^Bbglad My j^Dob’s a j^Foy, I’ve ^Bbgot the boy So, w^Dhy am ^FI so ^Bbsad?

And so w^Dhat if he barely t^Aalks to me? And each k^Bbiss feels like a chore? What ^Ddo you ^Fdo when dreams come t^Ebrue But you need more ^{D F Bb D F Bb} I need m^Dore ^{F Bb D F Bb} I need m^Dore ^{F Bb D F Bb}