I (C)hurt my self to (Am)day

to (C)see if I (Dsus2)li still (Am)feel.

I (Dsus2)fo cused bro on the pain,

the (C)on ly thing

that’s (Am)real.

The (C)nee dle (Dsus2)tears a hole,

the (C)old fa mil (Dsus2)dis iar sting.

Try to (C)kill it

all a way

but I re (C)mem ber still (D)ev ’ry thing.

(Am7)What have I be come,

my sweet est friend?

(Am7)Ev ’ry one I know

goes a way

in the end.

And (Am7)you could have it all,

(G)my em pire of dirt.

(Am7)I will let you down,

(G)I will make you hurt.

I (C)wear this crown of (Am)thorns

up (C)on my I (Dsus2)li ar’s (Am)chair.

I (Dsus2)Full of bro ken the thoughts.

the (C)I can not re (Am)pair.

Be (C)neath the (Dsus2)stains of time

the (C)feel ings mil (Dsus2)dis ap pear.

Try to (C)You are

some one else,

but I re (C)I am still (D)ev right here.

(Am7)What have I be come,

my sweet est friend?

(Am7)Ev ’ry one I know

goes a way

in the end.

And (Am7)you could have it all,

(G)my em pire of dirt.

(Am7)I will let you down,

(G)I will make you hurt.

(G)I will make you hurt.

If (Am7)I could start a gain,

a (G)mil lion miles a way,

(Am7)I would keep my self,

(G)I would find a way.