INTRO: Db Gb Db Gb VERSE ONE: Db I'm over it Gb Db My minds running and I'm running outta control of it Gb Db I feel alone, when my friends are home and they notice it Gb Db Don't tell them though cause nobody knows that I struggle with Gb Hurtin' my left wrist Db Look I'm scared of it, Gb Db so I'm wearing shirts that really don't look good, but they cover it Gb Db Got a grey Nike that doesn't let them see that I'm staining it Gb Db It's on the inner left side just below the number five cause it hides a bit Gb Keeps it secret
PRE-CHORUS: Db Gb I'll tell you my secrets, (secrets) Db Gb If you tell me yours, (you tell me yours) Db Gb Nobody believes it, (believes it) Db Gb No, not anymore, (not anymore) CHORUS: Db Gb Db Gb 'Cause I should be feeling pretty, but I only feel alone Db Gb Db Gb Got tons of people with me, they're only on my phone Bbm Gb So tell me what you're thinking about when eyes are closed and lights are down Db Ab Are you thinking about what's underneath your sleeves Db Gb Db Gb When I should be feeling pretty, but here's what's underneath VERSE TWO: Db Gb Db My bodies tired, my soul's outta breath there's nothin' left Just a liar Gb Db My skin is nothing but a canvas when I can't get no higher Gb Db Gb My secrets pull me down, amplify the sound like a choir CHORUS: Db Gb I'll tell you my secrets, (secrets) Db Gb If you tell me yours, (you tell me yours) Db Gb Nobody believes it, (believes it) Db Gb No, not anymore, (not anymore) CHORUS: Db Gb Db Gb 'Cause I should be feeling pretty, but I only feel alone Db Gb Db Gb Got tons of people with me, they're only on my phone Bbm Gb So tell me what you're thinking about when eyes are closed and lights are down Db Ab Are you thinking about what's underneath your sleeves Db Gb Db Gb When I should be feeling pretty, but here's what's underneath BRIDGE: Db/F Yeah, I smoke, and then I can't get down Db I'm six feet off the ground Bbm Ab I feel a lot when I'm not feeling Ebm Gb And I know I'll probably let you down but smile upside down Db Gb Hey look, I'm almost at the ceiling INSTRUMENTAL: Db Gb Db Gb . OUTRO: Db Gb Db Gb Guess I should be feeling pretty, but I only feel alone Db Gb Db Everybody thinks they know me, but I know they really don't
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