Verse:
              G                 Am       C
You’re not great, you’re gonna fail, and we both know it’s not okay
         G                 Am    C
You're faint, you're gonna cry. Don't wake up just stay and die
         G                 Am                C
You're worthless scum and absolutely no one wants you here on this earth
         G          Am                 C
You're terrible, unbearable, and your self pity just makes it worse

Pre-Chorus:
G                          Am
So grab a glass of liquor and listen to me bicker 
 C
With my other half that puts me down
G                       Am
But if you feel like me and all you wanna be 
    C
Is left alone, then gather round

Chorus:
G
This is a song of insecurities
       Am 
And a precious, little, silly melody
       C
And a whole lot of sadness thrown right in
 D
It would be great if you'd just listen


G
Its a problem for the faint of heart
     Am
It’s not just sound it’s a work of art
      C
Your deep under pressure once again
      D
Just try a little harder you know you can

Verse:
       G               Am           C
You're a fraud. There's no god. You’ve dug yourself into a hole
           G               Am         C
You dress well but no one knows you wanna burn all of your clothes 
 G                   Am               C
Just give up, don’t try so hard. Procrastinate and be ripped apart
 G                      Am                     C
Fail another test and learning from the best; time to turn out like all the rest.

Pre-Chorus:
G                          Am
So grab a glass of liquor and listen to me bicker 
 C
With my other half that puts me down
G                       Am
But if you feel like me and all you wanna be 
    C
Is left alone, then gather round

Chorus:
G
This is a song of insecurities
       Am 
And a precious, little, silly melody
       C
And a whole lot of sadness thrown right in
 D
It would be great if you'd just listen


G
Its a problem for the faint of heart
     Am
It’s not just sound it’s a work of art
      C
Your deep under pressure once again
      D
Just try a little harder you know you can

-Whistle Solo-

Chorus:
G
This is a song of insecurities
       Am 
And a precious, little, silly melody
       C
And a whole lot of sadness thrown right in
 D
It would be great if you'd just listen


G
Its a problem for the faint of heart
     Am
It’s not just sound it’s a work of art
      C
Your deep under pressure once again
      D
Just try a little harder you know you can
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