F G C I wanna rip out my intestines, throw Am them in the sea F G I wanna raise the money to invest in C Am plastic surgery F G I wanna cover myself head to toe in C A super sexy scars F ʼcuz I mean arenʼt you supposed to G C burn if youʼre a star? Em B C G I want to be torn apart excruciatingly Em B C I punish my body ʼcuz itʼs not good G enough for me D B The scary thoughts are spreading like Em a weed C Cm The thoughts that say that I deserve G to bleed F G C I wanna take a knife and draw a line Am across my chest F G I wanna feel much better than I do C Am when I am at my best F G I wanna fly away from my own skin and C A find a better place F G I wanna slash across what used to be C my face Em B C G I want to be torn apart excruciatingly Em B C I punish my body ʼcuz itʼs not good G enough for me D B The scary thoughts are spreading like Em a weed C Cm The thoughts that say that I deserve G to bleed F A They say that it gets better but I D B guess that was a lie C D I guess we all just fake it ʼtill we G die F A D Sympathy and love we can extend to B someone else C D But itʼs harder when you have to love G yourself Em B C G I want to be torn apart excruciatingly Em B C I punish my body ʼcuz itʼs not good G enough for me D B The scary thoughts are spreading like Em a weed C Cm The thoughts that say that I deserve G to bleed C Cm The thoughts that say that I deserve G to bleed C Cm The thoughts that say that I deserve G to bleed
