Biografia:
Marc Scibilia (born 20 June 1986) is an American singer-songwriter born and raised in Buffalo, New York, currently based in East Nashville, Tennessee. His self-titled EP released in 2012 included the song “How Bad We Need Each Other” which was featured in the hit television series Bones. After the show aired, the song climbed to the #1 spot on the iTunes Singer/Songwriter chart.
Born into a working-class family of Lebanese and Italian heritage in Buffalo
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(C C F CMaj7) x2
C F C
Staring outside my kitchen door
C F C
The smell of coffee, that feeling of morning
G C F
The sound of your voice, soft in my ear
F G
I've done nothing that deserves being here
C F C
I try not to imagine, I try not to regret
C F C
I've been thinking of you near enough to forget
G C F
But the painful song of the past plays in the back of my mind
F G
And I have to admit I still listen sometimes
F C G
What if I can't change who I was?
F C G
What if I can't give you real love?
F C G
Then you look my way, and I just say
F C F C F C
So what if I can't, so what if I can't, so what if I can't
G C C F C
And what if I can?
C C F C
C F C
Now you know where I've come from and I know you don't care
C F C
It's in the back of my mind, but I can't get back there
G C F
Though the past withers away when you look in my eyes
F G
Baby, tell me the truth, do you see it sometimes?
F C G
What if I can't change who I was?
F C G
What if I can't give you real love?
F C G
Then you look my way, and I just say
F C F C F C
So what if I can't, so what if I can't, so what if I can't
G C
And what if I can?
C G
F C G
Yeah, and I know I'm gonna fall short
F C G
I'm gonna get back up and fall some more
C F G
But I will fall on your love and I will get back up
G
You will lift me up
F C G
What if I, what if I can't change who I was?
F C G
What if I can't give you real love?
F C G
Then you look my way, and I just say
F C F C F C
So what if I can't, so what if I can't, so what if I can't
G C C F C
And what if I can?
C C F C
C F C
The sound of your voice, soft in my ear
C (End)
I've done nothing that deserves being here
(C C F CMaj7) x2
C F C
Staring outside my kitchen door
C F C
The smell of coffee, that feeling of morning
G C F
The sound of your voice, soft in my ear
F G
I've done nothing that deserves being here
C F C
I try not to imagine, I try not to regret
C F C
I've been thinking of you near enough to forget
G C F
But the painful song of the past plays in the back of my mind
F G
And I have to admit I still listen sometimes
F C G
What if I can't change who I was?
F C G
What if I can't give you real love?
F C G
Then you look my way, and I just say
F C F C F C
So what if I can't, so what if I can't, so what if I can't
G C C F C
And what if I can?
C C F C
C F C
Now you know where I've come from and I know you don't care
C F C
It's in the back of my mind, but I can't get back there
G C F
Though the past withers away when you look in my eyes
F G
Baby, tell me the truth, do you see it sometimes?
F C G
What if I can't change who I was?
F C G
What if I can't give you real love?
F C G
Then you look my way, and I just say
F C F C F C
So what if I can't, so what if I can't, so what if I can't
G C
And what if I can?
C G
F C G
Yeah, and I know I'm gonna fall short
F C G
I'm gonna get back up and fall some more
C F G
But I will fall on your love and I will get back up
G
You will lift me up
F C G
What if I, what if I can't change who I was?
F C G
What if I can't give you real love?
F C G
Then you look my way, and I just say
F C F C F C
So what if I can't, so what if I can't, so what if I can't
G C C F C
And what if I can?
C C F C
C F C
The sound of your voice, soft in my ear
C (End)
I've done nothing that deserves being here
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