| [Verse 1] | [Куплет 1] |
| My grandpa fought in World War Two | |
| He was such a noble dude | |
| I can’t even finish school, | |
| Missed my mom and left too soon | |
| His dad was a fireman | |
| Who fought fires so violient | |
| I think I bored my therapist | |
| While playing him my violin | |
| [Pre-Chorus] | [Предприпев] |
| (Oh my god) That’s so insane | |
| (Oh my god) That’s such a shame | |
| Next to them, my shit don’t feel so grand | |
| But I can’t help myself from feeling bad | |
| I kinda feel like two things can be sad | |
| (One, two, three, four) | |
| [Chorus] | [Припев] |
| The world’s smallest violin | |
| Really needs an audience | |
| So if I do not find somebody soon | |
| (That’s right, that’s right) | |
| I’ll blow up into smithereens | |
| And spew my tiny symphony | |
| Just let me play my violin for you, you, you, you | |
| [Instrumental Break] | [Инструментальная часть] |
| [Verse 2] | [Куплет 2] |
| My grandpa fought in World War Two | |
| He was such a noble dude | |
| Man, I feel like such a fool | |
| I got so much left to prove | |
| All my friends have vaping friends | |
| Theyore so good at making friends | |
| I’m so scared of caving in | |
| Is that entertaining yet? | |
| [Pre-Chorus] | [Предприпев] |
| (Oh my god) That’s so insane | |
| (Oh my god) That’s such a shame | |
| Next to them, my shit don’t feel so grand | |
| But I can’t help myself from feeling bad | |
| I kinda feel like two things can be sad | |
| (One, two, three, four) | |
| [Chorus] | [Припев] |
| The world’s smallest violin | |
| Really needs an audience | |
| So if I do not find somebody soon | |
| (That’s right, that’s right) | |
| I’ll blow up into smithereens | |
| And spew my tiny symphony | |
| Just let me play my violin for you, you, you, you | |
| [Instrumental Break] | [Инструментальная часть] |
| [Bridge] | [Бридж] |
| Somewhere in the universe | |
| Somewhere someone’s got it worse | |
| Wish that made it easier | |
| Wish I didn’t feel the hurt | |
| [Chorus] | [Припев] |
| The world’s smallest violin | |
| Really needs an audience | |
| So if I do not find somebody soon | |
| [Outro] | |
| I’ll blow up into smithereens | |
| And spew my tiny symphony | |
| All up and down a city street | |
| While tryna put my mind at ease | |
| Like finishing this melody | |
| This feels like necssity | |
| So this could be the death of me | |
| Or maybe just a better me | |
| Now, come in with the timpanis | |
| And take a shot of Hennessy | |
| I know I’m not there mentally | |
| But you could be the reedy | |
| So let my play my violin for you | |