Intro -x2-: A   A Bm   A G   Dsus2 G   Dsus2

Verse 1:
       A                    A   Bm
It's a day with a 'Y' in it so obviously I'm over it
A   G                         Dsus2  G
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
   Dsus2 A
And I've tried not to worry
   A     Bm
And I've tried being sorry
    A     G                        Dsus2  G
For being born in the wrong place and wrong time

Pre-Chorus:
                Em         D             G             A
'Cause I've been messed up, stressed out, talking to myself again
Em         D         G            A
Locked up, left out, terrified of everything
Em        D          G                               A
Wound up, found out, waiting around for something to give

Chorus 1:
               Bm          G
Don't you ever wake up and suspect
              D                       A
That you were simply never cut out to be
            Bm           G
The kind of person they expect
    D                      A
Thе person you intended to bе?
      Em          D          G     A
And I keep it all in with my idiot grin
        Em       D               G             A
And I'm doing my best but there's very little left
    Em         D          G          A       G
So cut me some slack if I crawl back into my shell
                           A   A Bm  A G  Dsus2 G
I haven't been doing so well
                   Dsus2   A   A Bm  A G  Dsus2 G
I haven't been doing so well

Verse 2:
Dsus2  A              A      Bm
I got a brand new name for an old, old friend
     A     G      Dsus2 G
The doctor said it's anxiety
  Dsus2 A
And it makes a lot of sense
       A    Bm
'Cause I've been so tense
A    G                     Dsus2  G
Some days I find it difficult to see

Pre-Chorus 2:
                 Em         D            G             A
'Cause I've been hemmed in, penned down, struggling to find myself
Em        D         G              A
Caved in, cut down, scared of everybody else
Em          D             G                         A
Dragged in, dragged down, searching for a reason to live

Chorus 2:
               Bm          G
Don't you ever wake up and suspect
               D                      A
That you were simply never cut out to be
            Bm           G
The kind of person they expect
    D                      A
The person you intended to be?
      Em         D           G     A
And I keep it all in with my idiot grin
        Em       D                G           A
And I'm doing my best but there's very little left
   Em          D          G          A       G
So cut me some slack if I crawl back into my shell
                        Bm   G   D   A
I haven't been doing so well
             Bm   G   D   A
Couldn't you tell?

Verse 3:
            Em             D              G      A
And if self-loathing was a sport I'd be Muhammad Ali
             Em           D             G           A
'Cause I can sting like a butterfly and sink like a bee
               Em       D         G             A
But they don't hand out medals to monsters like me
   G
Oh well
                        Dsus2 Dsus2   G6 
I haven't been doing so well

Bridge:
G                        Dsus2 Dsus2   G6 
Maybe I can do with some help
G                       Dsus2 Dsus2   G6 
I haven't been doing so well
G                        Dsus2 Dsus2   G6    G
Maybe I can do with some help

Chorus 3:
                   Bm          G
'Cause every day I wake up and suspect
           D                       A
That I was simply never cut out to be
            Bm          G
The kind of person they expect
    D                    A
The person I intended to be
           Em      D             G        A
'Cause I'm not Joe Strummer, not Muhammad Ali
      Em            D
Not a teacher, not a builder
       G           A
Just uncomfortable me
    Em          D             G                A            G
And maybe, just maybe, I'll admit that I could use a little help
                        Bm
I haven't been doing so well