No Complaints

Em  G  C  G/B
        Em  G  C

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

           Em         G
Oh, but I finally got sewed up
         C             G
I set a time, then I showed up
               Em           D              C
And, now, the weight of the world ain't so bad

Em       G               C                 G
I saw the еnd, it looked just like the middlе
         Em       G         C
I got a paper and pen and a page with no space
              Em        G              C           G
I filled the hole in my head with prescription medication
        Em          G
Then forgot how to cry
       C
Who am I to complain?
( Em  G  C  G/B )
( Em  G  C )

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

   Em         G
I finally got sewed up
         C             G
I set a time, then I showed up
               Em           D                C
And, now, the weight of the world ain't that bad

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

        Em   G  C  Em  G
To complain
C    G        Em  G
   Ooh, ooh-ooh
        C
To complain

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

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