If you have a concert ukulele then put a capo on the first fret so it sounds that same
C, G, AM, F ×2
C G Am
When it's just you and some song
Am F
That you don't know how to play
C G
Fake your way through strum along
Am F
Be cool and you're okay
C E7
So your fingers get tangled in a pile
Am F
Your rythm is a mess
C G
But nobody sees 'cause you smile
Am F n c
And the world will never guess
C G Am
Can't let them know
F
Cause no one understands
C G Am
Your face can show
F n.c.
What you're hiding in your hands
C, G, AM, F
C G Am
Daughter and son man and wife
F
Fill the photos on these walls
C G
Look at the fun perfect life
Am F
Of plastic dress-up dolls
C E7
Happy house on a quaint suburban street
Am F
The sun hangs in the sky
C G
Everything framed nice and neat
Am F
In a lovely little lie
C G Am
Can't let them know
F
Cause no one understands
C G Am
Your face can show
F n.c.
What you're hiding in your hands
C
La-da-da-da
G
La-da-da
Am F
La-da-da-da-da-da-da
C
La-da-da-da
G Am G
La-da-da
Am G C G C Am
Look at her a to-tal trainwreck
C Am G Am
Let her off this ride
Am G C G C Am
Lift her out of all this pain
C Am G Am
She tells her-self she needs to
C
hide
C G
When it's just you and that song
Am F
It's impossible to play
C G
Fake your way through strum along
Am F
And everything's okay
C G Am
Can't let them know
F
Cause no one understands
C G AM
Your face can show
F n.c.
What you're hiding in your hands
C, G, AM, F
C
La-da-da-da
G
La-da-da
AM, F