Intro:
| Gm | Gm | Bb | C    |
| Gm | Gm | C  | Eb C |
 
Verse 1:
  Gm                      Gm
I grew up as your usual suburbanite,
       Bb                          C
a tiny town in Massachusetts, overwhelmingly white.
  Gm                             Gm
I went to church on Sundays in a suit and a tie,
Bb                                  C
  then spent my free time watching Family Guy.
  Gm                        Gm                     Bb
I started doing comedy when I was just a sheltered kid,
                  C
I wrote offensive xxxx, and I said it:
Gm                               Gm                     C
Father, please forgive me, for I did not realize what I did
            Eb         C
or that I'd live to regret it.
 
Pre-Chorus:
Eb                           Bb          Gm
Times are changing, and I'm getting old.
              Bb
Are you gonna hold me accountable?
   Gm                   Bb
My bed is empty and I'm getting cold.
Gm                  Bb                    -nc-
Isn't anybody gonna hold me accountable? Uh
 
Chorus:
          Gm    Gm
I'm problematic   -He's a problem-,
Gm                         C
  when I was seventeen, on Halloween
                 Gm     Gm
I dressed up as Aladdin   -He's a problem-,
C                           -nc-
  I did not darken my skin, but still, it feels weird in Solo: hindsight.
 
Solo:
| Gm | Gm | Bb | C    |
| Gm | Gm | C  | Eb C |
 
Verse 2:
          Gm                            Gm
I want to show you how I'm growing as a person, but first
         Bb                                C
I feel I must address the lyrics from the previous Verse.
           Gm                            Gm
I tried to hide behind my childhood, and that's not okay,
   Bb                             C
my actions are my own, I won't explain them away.
     Gm                            Gm                           Bb
I've done a lot of self-reflecting since I started singing this song,
              C
I was totally wrong when I said it:
Gm                               Gm                     C
Father, please forgive me, for I did not realize what I did
            Eb         C
or that I'd live to regret it.
 
Pre-Chorus:
Eb                          Bb           Gm
Times are changing and I'm getting old.
              Gm
Are you gonna hold me accountable?
   Eb                    Bb
My bed is empty and I'm getting cold.
Gm                    Gm                   -nc-         -nc-
  Isn't anybody gonna hold me accountable? Uh
 
Chorus:
          Gm    Gm
I'm problematic   -He's a problem-
Gm                        C
  I just remembered that Aladdin costume's
               Gm    Gm                 C                       Eb
in my mother's attic   -He's a problem-   I'm gonna go home and burn it
                   C          -nc-
or not burn it. Is burning it bad? What should I do with it?
 
Bridge:
    Eb                 Bb
And I've been totally awful,
             F                           Gm      Bb  
my closet is chock-full of stuff that is vaguely xxxxty.
Eb                       Bb
All of it was perfectly lawful,
              F                          Gm     Bb  
just not very thoughtful at all and just really xxxxty.
    Eb                 Bb
And I've been totally awful,
             F                           Gm      Bb  
my closet is chock-full of stuff that is vaguely xxxxty.
Eb                       Bb
All of it was perfectly lawful,
              F                          -nc-
just not very thoughtful at all and just really ...
 
Outro:
                       Bb           Gm
And I'm really xxxxing sorry,
Dm                           Dm
xxxxx, I'm trying to listen, xxxx, I’ve been complicit.
Bb        Gm
Sorry,
Dm                     Dm
if I'm gonna catch up, first, I gotta fess up.
Bb        Gm        Dm        Dm
Sorry,
Bb        Gm        Dm        Dm
sorry.