A6
E|--2--|
B|--2--|
G|--2--|
D|--2--|
A|--0--|
E|--x--|

F#m A E Bm

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

D           A    E              F#m
 But no goodbyes, you'll always be Miss America.
D               A   E              F#m
 We watched you fly, but nothing's free Miss America.
D           A          E        F#m
 And as you fall apart, we just call it art.
D          A       E
 Was it so hard to breathe?

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

D           A    E              F#m
 But no goodbyes, you'll always be Miss America.
D               A   E              F#m
 We watched you fly, but nothing's free Miss America.
D           A          E        F#m
 And as you fall apart, we just call it art.
D          A       E
 Was it so hard to breathe?

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

D           A    E              F#m
 But no goodbyes, you'll always be Miss America.
D               A   E              F#m
 We watched you fly, but nothing's free Miss America.
D           A          E        F#m
 And as you fall apart, we just call it art.
D          A       E
 Was it so hard to breathe?