Tom: E
E A
Took a trip to the closet and tried on my prom dress, and it ripped
E
I don't know why I thought it might fit
B A
I'm a whole different girl than I was when it zipped
B E A
And my body looks nothing like it did when I was sixteen
C#m
Not like the ones I see in magazines
B A
But it plays my guitar, so it's perfect for me
[Chorus]
D A
So I'm gonna thank God, I'm gonna thank God
E
When things don't fit
D A
Cause why would I look like I did in high school
E
I hated that shit
[Verse 2]
A
I unbutton my pants at the restaurant when I take a seat
E
I don't calculate anything that I eat
B A
Cause no one gives a fuck bout the size of my jeans
[Chorus]
D A
And I'm gonna thank God, I'm gonna thank God
E
When things don't fit
D A
Cause why would I look like I did in high school
E
I hated that shit
D A
Yeah I'm gonna thank God, I'm gonna thank God
E
When things don't fit
D A
Cause why would I look like I did in high school
E
I hated that shit
[Bridge]
D A
Oh, and nobody turns 95 and wishes that they'd bodychecked
E
Nobody looks back on life and wishes that they'd been more stressed
D A
And nobody eats birthday cake and wishes they'd enjoyed it less
E
And nobody gives a shit if you rip up an old prom dress
[Chorus]
D A E
And I'm gonna thank God when things don't fit
F# A
I'm gonna thank God, I'm gonna thank God
E
When things don't fit
D A
I'm gonna thank God, gonna thank God
E
When things don't fit
D A
Cause why would I look like I did in high school
E
I hated that shit
D A
Yeah I'm gonna thank God, gonna thank God
E
When things don't fit
