A-Ok Everythings Perfect

Dm
Last night, I had a vision
F
I could live without permission
C
I'm in the kitchen breaking dishes
Gm
What's the difference if I don't knick one?
Dm
'Cause maybe they'll call me a joke
F
Like I'm Becky on coke
C
But I'm Britney on lithium
Bb
Cut out my lips just to send you a kiss with 'em (Mwah)
Dm
I'm over rubbing my cunt
F
Send me a key to unlock me a bomb
C
We don't care about tongue
Gm
We got the numbers but don't want the sum

Dm
These days got me in a slump
F
White women voted for Trump
Bb
But this white woman bumping this white woman
C
If we point fingers, then we just gon' fight women (Mwah)

Dm
Everyone's A-OK
F
If you don't look too hard
Bb
We could pretend we're happy
C
Like we know who we are
Dm
Everybody's doing just great
F
If you don't look too hard
Bb
We could pretend we're happy
C
Like we know who we are

Dm F C Gm
(Like we know who we are)
Dm F C Gm
(Like we know who we are)
Dm F

Dm F C G
Dm F C G

Am                         F
There's nothing wrong with anyone
C            G
Everything's perfect
Am                    F
Don't have to call me anymore
       C            G
'Cause everything's perfect
    Am                        F
You hit me when the lights go dark
            C
And say you gotta be, gotta be
G
Gotta be, gotta be strong
   Am                            F
If you're the one who's doing me wrong
           C
Then why I gotta be, gotta be
G
Gotta be, gotta be strong?
Am                         F
There's nothing wrong with anyone
C            G
Everything's perfect
Am                        F
Don't need to ask how I'm hanging on
        C
I swear I'm fucking (perfect)

    Am                        F
You hit me when the lights go dark
     C
I'll tie you up, string you up
G
Blood in my sippy cup
Am                       F
Show your lovers who you are
        C
Now you gotta be, gotta be
G
Gotta be, gotta be strong
Am                         F
There's nothing wrong with anyone
C            G
Everything's perfect
Am                        F
Don't need to ask how I'm hanging on
        C                    G
I swear I'm fucking perfect, yeah

Am F C G
Am F C G

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