Intro: [C] [F] [Am] [F]
[C]Some days, I look in the [F]mirror and I think
The [Am]meanest things, all the [F]meanest things
[C]Some days, I'm holding my [F]self-worth up
By a [Am]string, a [F]string
But [G]every day that I [Am]don't hide [F]myself away
To [Dm]me, is a [F]tiny victory [C]
[C]Some days, it feels like a [F]wrecking ball swinging
Through my [Am]ribcage, my [F]ribcage
[C]Some nights I'm just a [F]million broken pieces [Am]singin'
On a [F]stage
I'm a [G]little more broken [Am]open, but a [F]little more [Dm]free
And that's a [F]tiny victory [C]
And if [G]battles can [Am]win a war [F]
I can keep [F]picking my sword up off the [G]floor
And [F]learn to treasure these
Tiny [C]victorie[F]s, tiny [Am]victorie[F]s
[C]Some days, givin' up on [F]myself looks so
So [Am]easy to do, it's so [F]easy to do
[C]The struggle is slow, I'm barely [F]movin' the needle
And the [Am]cracks may be few, but there's [F]light coming through
And if [G]battles can [Am]win a war [F]
I can keep [F]picking my sword up off the [G]floor
And [F]learn to treasure these
Tiny [C]victorie[F]s, tiny [Am]victorie[F]s
Tiny [C] [F]victories, tiny [Am]victories [F]
[G]Every day that I [Am]don't hide [F]myself away
[G]Every day that I [Am]don't hide [F]myself away
To [Dm]me, is a [F]tiny victory [C]
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