Intro: | Fm Ab | Db Ab | Fm Ab | Db |

Verse 1:
Fm           Ab
 I thought I had something
      Db                       Ab 
And that's the same as having something
              Fm
I get mad at nothing
                  Ab
Blame my dad for something
           Db
I pull no punches, then feel bad for months
Fm                Ab
Mm, thought I was raised better
          Db
Tried to fake better
           Ab 
Tried to blame weather
       Fm
And escape better
           Ab                  Db
Hope the skin heals where the pain enters

Pre-chorus:
           Fm         Ab
Oh, but I finally got sewed up
         Db            Ab
I set a time, then I showed up
               Fm           Eb             Db
And, now, the weight of the world ain't so bad, mm, mm

Chorus:
Fm       Ab              Db                Ab
I saw the еnd, it looked just like the middlе
         Fm       Ab        Db
I got a paper and pen and a page with no space
              Fm        Ab             Db          Ab
I filled the hole in my head with prescription medication
        Fm          Ab
Then forgot how to cry
       Db
Who am I to complain?

Instrumental: | Fm Ab | Db Ab | Fm Ab | Db |

Verse 2:
Fm           Ab
 And now the pain's different
     Db                  Ab
It still exists, it just escapes different
      Fm                     Ab
And evades vision, makes the rain different
           Db
Makes the news boring, and my rage distant
          Fm
Yes, I'm young and living dreams
Ab             Db
 In love with being noticed
       Ab
And afraid of being seen
    Fm
But I can finally eat
    Ab
And I can fall asleep
      Db
It's fine, fine, fine

Pre-chorus:
   Fm         Ab
I finally got sewed up
         Db            Ab
I set a time, then I showed up
               Fm           Eb               Db
And, now, the weight of the world ain't that bad

Chorus:
      Fm       Ab              Db                Ab
Well, I saw the end, it looked just like the middle
         Fm       Ab        Db
I got a paper and pen and a page with no space
              Fm        Ab             Db          Ab
I filled the hole in my head with prescription medication
        Fm          Ab
Then forgot how to cry
       Db                  Fm    Ab   Db   Ab
Who am I, who am I to complain?

Post-chorus:
        Fm   Ab   Db    Fm    Ab
To complain
Db   Ab       Fm    Ab
Ooh, ooh-ooh
        Db
To complain

Outro:
Fm       Ab              Db                Ab
I saw the end, it looked just like the middle
         Fm       Ab        Db
I got a paper and pen but I can't feel the pain
              Fm        Ab             Db          Ab
I filled the hole in my head with prescription medication
        Fm          Ab
Then forgot how to cry
       Db
Who am I to complain?
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