Reneé Rapp - 23: chords

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It's my Jordan year and I thought this shit would
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look good on me
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But I just feel weird,
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And I still can't fly, thought I'd be ahead,
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but I'm down by five
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I'm on fight or flight, and I still can't fly

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Everything looks good on paper,
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displayed on the shelf
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And nobody thinks they should save her
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'cause she's doin' well
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Three hundred sixty-five days later,
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I still haven't learned to calm down
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But I blow candles out,
my wish should be different by now

Chorus:
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But tomorrow I turn twenty-three and
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it feels like everyone hates me
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So, how old do you have to be to
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live so young and careless?
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My wish is that I cared less at twenty-three

The bags on my eyes
No, they're not designer, but they're overpriced
I paid for with cryin' (Cry, cry, cry)
And every ex hits my phone
Like, "Happy birthday, are you alone?"
You tried to ruin twenty-two
So don't pretend that now we're cool

Everything looks good on paper
Displayed on the shelf
And nobody thinks they should save her
'Cause she's doin' well
Three hundred sixty-five days later,
I still haven't learned to calm down
But I blow candles out
My wish should be different by now

Chorus

It's my Jordan year (You tried to ruin twenty-two)
No they're not designer, but they're—
(So don't pretend that now we're cool)
Tomorrow I turn twenty-three
To be so young and careless?
My wish is that I cared less
Happy birthday, happy birthday

I hope that I'll see twenty-four
I hope I'll understand me more
I hope my bed is off the floor
I hope that I can care less, but
I'm afraid to care less