Intro (x2): Am - E

Am
You're a mess tangled with your confidence.
F
You think you haven't sinned.
Am
Well you're unstoppable,
F
Your walls are impassible oh!
Am
I think you're better off looking alone,
F
The boys that chase your hips can just go find their way home.
Am
And at the end of the day you think to yourself.
F
My body is a product being sold on the shelf
E
Tell me I can change

Tell me I can change


Am                     F
Well I know you lay in bed
C                      E
Contemplating your own death.
Am                            F
Well just look at what you've done
C                         E
Don't you dare forget the sun, Love!

(Don't forget!)


Am                                  F
Cold white walls keep you from your pad and pen

You wanna stab again,
                     Am
I can't believe it's half this hard,
          F
You never knew your mind was dark no!
Am
I think you're better off looking alone.
F
The boys that chase your hips can just go find their way home.
Am
You can dig so deep for scars.
F
You never knew your mind was dark

  Come on and breathe with me oh!
               F  E
  Breathe with ohhh!


Am                     F
Well I know you lay in bed
C                      E
Contemplating your own death.
Am                            F
Well just look at what you've done
C                         E
Don't you dare forget the sun, Love!
F                      G
You look down on me so casually,
E                 Am G
In everything I know.
F                    G
You look down on me, but not right on me.
E
Did I wreak this broken home?


Am
(I just play this chord according to the rythm)
Dear Diary,

Life is trying me.

Can I get a sign?

Or a two of mind, a piece of mind.

Can I get a sign (a sign), can I get a sign (I know)


Am                     F
Well I know you lay in bed
C                      E
Contemplating your own death.
Am                            F
Well just look at what you've done
C                         E
Don't you dare forget the sun, Love!
F                      G
You look down on me so casually,
E                  Am G
In everything I know.
F                    G
You look down on me, but not right on me.
E
Did I wreak this broken home?


                  Am
Life is trying me!

Life is trying.
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