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Dark Enough (Lyrics and Chords) By Amanda Lopiccolo

The chord names appear distorted in certain fonts, but they are, relatively, in the correct place. I do hope that this helps all of you whom have asked for it! xx

Lyrics/Chords:

Intro Notes:  C G B A  E D C F A G

Intro Chords:  Dm C G Am G F

C (x2) There is a girl Am (x2) In the front of my class

G (x2) Who I swear I’ve never seen F (x2) Do anything but laugh C (x2) She’s tall and she’s smart Am (x2) Beautiful and strong G (x2) And when someone’s down F (x2) She tries to fix what it wrong

Dm                    C               Am How does someone so perfect C          G     F Feel so insecure           Dm         C            Am         G As to scar her skin with cuts and burns         C            G         F And still want to hurt more Dm                      C        Am        G How does someone so loving C            G                    F Learn to hate her own guts Dm            C                     Am            G Drawing a picture on her arm with a blade                C            G        F As if her mind isn’t dark enough

C (x2) There is a girl Am (x2) In the front of my class G (x2) Who’s eyes are glazed over F (x2) Like newly cut glass C (x2) The ghost of a smile Am (x2) Hints at her face G (x2) As she laughs when they tell her F (x2) ‘Who’s on First Base’

Dm                    C               Am How does someone so perfect C          G     F Feel so insecure           Dm         C            Am         G As to scar her skin with cuts and burns         C            G         F And still want to hurt more Dm                      C        Am        G How does someone so loving C            G                    F Learn to hate her own guts Dm            C                     Am            G Drawing a picture on her arm with a blade                C            G        F As if her mind isn’t dark enough

C (x2) There is a girl

Am (x2) In the front of my class G (x2) Who’s so sad that you find it rare F (x2) To see her smile or laugh C (x2) Her friends tell her jokes Am (x2)  Like that one with the guy G (x2)  But all she does is close her eyes F (x2) And enter her mind

Dm                    C               Am How does someone so perfect C          G     F Feel so insecure           Dm         C            Am         G As to scar her skin with cuts and burns         C            G         F And still want to hurt more Dm                      C        Am        G How does someone so loving C            G                    F Learn to hate her own guts Dm            C                     Am            G Drawing a picture on her arm with a blade                C            G        F As if her mind isn’t dark enough                       C For her imperfections

C (x2) There was a girl

Am (x2) In the front of my class G (x2) Who yesterday took F (x2) The breath that was her last

C (x2) She wrote a few notes: Am (x2) 'I’m sorry I didn’t say G (x2) But my mind was messed up F  You couldn’t save me anyway..

                 G                                Am And to the girl in the back of the class,         C                      Am Who feels the way I did..

'Dm                    C               Am How does someone so perfect C          G     F Feel so insecure           Dm         C            Am         G As to scar her skin with cuts and burns         C            G         F And still want to hurt more..?’

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I remember seeing them perform this live on my campus.. My jaw dropped within 10 seconds.

holy shit

Omgawd 😱

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A year later in this still speaks to me.

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i find it really weird how we can talk to ourselves in our head like how does that even work

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The last time we were all together we giggled cluelessly, obliviously; but how could we have known? How could we have thought of slipping these moments in our back pocket just in case of a reality we couldn’t even grasp yet; a reality that was brushed off as an impossibility, I said, “This would never happen to me.” How could we have known to take pictures that last night, just in case we needed to remember what your eyes looked like when you were happy? I don’t think it’s foolish or naive that we believed there’d be more moments like that; but that’s the thing about last times, you just never know when it’s the last time. We’ve laughed again since you died, our friends and I, at jokes and stories, you would have thought were funny; but there seems to be a hollowness now. I’ve seen it when our laughter subsides, flickers of longing cross their eyes, and I know, they too, feel the emptiness of the chair you would sit in, if you were here. I never thought April Showers could mean tears, but it seems sobs, these days, are more deafening than thunderstorms, and more common than spring rain. How can flowers bloom now, in our small town, when it feels less like home, and more like a burial ground? The flowers just drown. I catch my eyes sometimes, lingering towards places you’ve been, and that seems to be everywhere. Sitting in the branches of the tree by the beach, your fingerprints are lost somewhere in the sheets of my bed. You were threaded in my life, and I like to look back and untangle, desperate to find comfort in the fact I was lucky enough to exist with you, and to have memories with you. I know that I’m quite lucky, but I’m quite greedy too. I just want more time with you. Everyone says time heals, by the way, but time has a strange way of fixing things. A pot of water left on a hot stove, won’t cool if you wait long enough. It’ll boil, and simmer, and seethe, and I’ve burnt my hand too many times, trying to remove it. It’s clear now, life doesn’t stop for anyone. Life raises the temperature of the stove, when it’s already too hot, and waits for the overflow. The truth is, we aren’t too sure where to go from here, brandished now with the most tragic way of loss blemished on our backs, tearing at our heart strings; we are known as the friends who lost you, and we felt the unfairness of the world in a way only your best friends could possibly feel, because we are a family at our own will, established by love, strengthened by loss, and you are eternally apart of that.

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Hey guys, it’s Chloe. I wrote this poem about one of my best friends’ who committed suicide this last month. This is fully dedicated to Olivia. 

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