Special Ukulele chords by Gabbie Hanna

Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)

* < Single strum only

Verse 1:
     F*
I'm not special
        Am*       C*
Who the hell am I to think I'm special?
    F*
I'm not so well
 Am*
Thanks for asking
     F*        C*
But you probably figured what else is new
     F*
I try my best still
     Am*            C*
But if I die, wind up in some mess you’ll—
       F*              keep my head filled
     C*       G
With the notion that I don't deserve this
 F*
life that I've built

Chorus:
     G
I'm not special, special
                   F
Don't know why I thought I could be someone

I'm no one
       G
To anyone who knows me
          C
I'm a burden, I'm certain
          F
The only thing I'm good for is hurtin' the
G
ones I love


Verse 2:
      F
I wanna be special
        Am
But I don't know if it's worth all of this
C
stress
          F
You don't know my struggle
        Am
'Cause I don't tell it
   F          C
If I did, I really don't think you'd be
      Am
bothered to hear it, anyway
      G
If I sang a song
     Am
Would you listen?
  F
Or would you tell me that I'm terrible?
      G
If I played along
      Am
To ease the friction
  F
Would you still tell me that I'm terrible?


Chorus:
       G
Oh, I'm not special, special
                   F
Don't know why I thought I could be someone

I'm no one
       G
To anyone who knows me
         C
I'm a burden, I'm certain
          F
The only thing I'm good for is hurtin' the
G
ones I love


Bridge:(Optional One Strum On This Bridge)*
        C
But the ones I love
      F
They really love me
      C
The ones I love
      F
They truly know me
     C
You drag my name
      F
It's kinda funny
     C
'Cause my name
         F
Makes you lots of money


Chorus:
       G
I guess I'm special, special
                  F
Who the hell are you to say I'm not special?

Oh well
  C             F
Got everybody talking in this hell hole
    Am
I'm the devil
F            C
Dante wrote me into his inferno
   G
Here we go

Again


Post-Chorus:
         G
Is this what you came for?

You paid for?
          F
To watch somebody burn and crumble

And stumble
   C                F
Then fumble all my words and let you twist them

And listen
   C               F
To all the ugly things you tell me I am
  Am
I'm tryin'
             F
So hard to understand how I'm the
    C
Master, manipulator
   G
Who couldn't fool anyone
   F    C
The monster, reciprocator
   Am         F
Shot no bullets from my gun
   C
The drama queen

Who never seems
    F
To get applause from anyone
    G
I won't be who you say I am


Outro:
      F*
If I sang a song
     Am*
Would you listen?
       C*
Or would you tell me that I'm terrible?
       F*
I won't play along
       Am*
This game is twisted
      C*
And I think that would make me terrible

That would make me—