🎶 Miss America

Did [Ab]someone give you [Bbm]something to [D]help you ease the [A#m]pain?
Like the [Ab]liquor in the [Bbm]bottle, we [D]watched you slip [A#m]away.
And I [Ab]feel as if I [Bbm]know you through the [D]bars of a [A#m]song.
[Ab]Always [Bbm]surrounded but [D]alone.

[Cb]But no [Bbm]good[D]byes, you'll always [Ab]be Miss America.
[Cb]We watched you [Bbm][D]fly, but nothing's [Ab]free Miss America.
[Cb]And as you [Bbm]fall [D]apart, we just [Ab]call it art.
[Cb]Was it so [Bbm]hard to [D]breathe?

Was the [Ab]picture in the [Bbm]paper not the [D]face you [A#m]recognise?
Did the [Ab]make up never [Bbm]make up for the [D]pain behind your [A#m]eyes?
Cos I [Ab]feel as if I [Bbm]know when you're [D]on my silver [A#m]screen
But I [Ab]don't know the dark [Bbm]places that you've [D]been.

[Cb]But no [Bbm]good[D]byes, you'll always [Ab]be Miss America.
[Cb]We watched you [Bbm][D]fly, but nothing's [Ab]free Miss America.
[Cb]And as you [Bbm]fall [D]apart, we just [Ab]call it art.
[Cb]Was it so [Bbm]hard to [D]breathe?

[Cb]Does another voice sing in Heaven's [A6]choir tonight,
[Ab]To fill the silence left [Esus4]behind? [D]
[Cb] And I don't know what goes [A6]on in your mind
[Ab]I'm sure it's enough to make me [Esus4]cry. [D]
Someday we'll [Cb]find you lived [A6]fore - [D]ver.

[Cb]But no [Bbm]good[D]byes, you'll always [Ab]be Miss America.
[Cb]We watched you [Bbm][D]fly, but nothing's [Ab]free Miss America.
[Cb]And as you [Bbm]fall [D]apart, we just [Ab]call it art.
[Cb]Was it so [Bbm]hard to [D]breathe?⠀