A Part Is Better Than Zero

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Intro: 
G 
G*  G* 
G*  G* A 
G   Bm  A 
G   Bm  A 



[Verso 1]

        D/F#                 A          D 
It's so crazy that as you're aging, somehow, 
                       Bm 
Things become so complicated, 
        A        D        G 
But you water it down and saturate it, 
Bm         A                       G 
  With the simple fact that dying alone, 
                         A         Bm 
Is the only thing you're thinking about, 
    A                             G 
Metaphorically you're holding the phone, 
                         A       N.C. 
Just to relish in a tiny lack of silence from songs playing. 



[Refrão]

A          D 
Cause it's just a reminder, 
   A/C# 
Of all of the goals, 
         G 
That you had for yourself, 
           A 
Before you moved both the posts, 
        D 
To make room for the lies, 
             A/C# 
You told yourself when they were close, 
  G                             A 
I guess I needed room to feel I did more than coast. 



[Verso 2]

          D/F# 
Yes, I am selfish, 
         Bm       A 
I'm only human at best, 
       G                              Bm      A 
I just hope that I myself can mend my imperfections, 
G    Bm                G 
They are all I've ever shared, 
         Bm               A             G 
Would it hurt for once to give myself a breath of fresh air? 
Bm          A                           G 
 Fuck, I've slowly just been pouring it out, 
                         A      Bm 
Without ever paying mind to the welts, 
       A                           G 
Or the bruises that arise from the bouts, 
                          A        Bm 
Of which I always seem to burden myself. 



[Pré-Refrão]

G                            A                  Bm A A 
When my self-worth should outweigh every scale, 
  G                                  A 
Especially when shedding things that kept me overwhelmed. 



[Refrão]

         D 
And it's just a reminder, 
   A/C# 
Of all of the goals, 
       G 
That I had for myself, 
         A 
Before I moved both the posts, 
        D 
To make room for the lies, 
         A/C#                A 
I told myself when they were close, 
     G                          A                          G 
To solidify my place and not be known as a ghost of what I once was. 


Outro:
 
                Bm      A      G 
Fuck, I've been pouring myself out, (A ghost of what I once was), 
                Bm           A       G 
With each word, blood spills from my mouth, (A ghost of what I once was), 
              Bm     A       G 
Now I pace my self-inflicted hell, (A ghost of what I once was), 
                   Bm          A      G 
Why can't I just admit that I fucking matter? (A ghost of what I once was).