Straight Jacket

Bm

Bm                            A
I wear a 36 long, white is my color
                      G
A little tight in the shoulder
        F#
But you know, it still fit me good
         Bm                   A
I wear a 36 long, white is my color
                      G
A little tight in the shoulder
         F#
But you know, it still fit me good
Bm
Anyone can see we're a perfect match
    A
An innocent boy and a psychopath
   G                                              F#
A week's worth of dating and you talk about moving in
(I talk about moving too fast)
   Bm
My mom disapproved and my friends would say
   A
To break the girl's heart but I'm too afraid
    G
Her clickbait body was a tractor beam
          F#
She was a Tesla Model S with the ludicrous speed
    Bm
The sex was good but we'd always fight
           A
I'd try to leave your sorry ass but end up spending the night
     G
Your sweetness, my weakness, you're mean though ingenious
F#
Nothing can come between us (Ahh, have you seen us?)

     G
I've lost it, you're toxic, I botched this, I'm nauseous
E
Man, I gotta be

F#             Bm               A
Out of my mind, be going crazy
                                G
'Cause it doesn't faze me
                               E
Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
  F#       G    A   Bm
I must be out of my brain
              A
Hallucinating
                     G
No it doesn't faze me
                              E
Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
  F#      G      A   Bm
I must be out of my mind

Free at last, I'm free at last
    A                                         G
Something I'll never say is "I'm free at last"
                                                  F#
She ain't around so I can vent and get it off my chest
(So here we go, three, two, one)
            Bm
And you're supercali-pessimistic-expiali-narcissistic
A                                                           G
You and Mary Poppins, you will soon be going out of business
God as my witness, you got a Honda Civic
              F#
'Cause you're backseat driving my life

G                          E
I just wanna sleep my life away
I must be

F#             Bm               A
Out of my mind, be going crazy
                                G
'Cause it doesn't faze me
                               E
Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
  F#       G    A   Bm
I must be out of my brain
              A
Hallucinating
                     G
No it doesn't faze me
                              E
Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
F#   G    A    E    F#   G    A    Bm
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad

I'm freaking out, I'm panic attacking
           A                                           G
Yeah, I've mentally had it, now my living room's padded
I'm a sadist, I'm addicted to this heroin
F#                                                Bm
You're Tonya Harding and I'm your Nancy Kerrigan
Like Lloyd Braun, I just wanted serenity
        A                                                G
But you had to go testing me, gave me suicide tendencies
Your little games, your little, little games
    F#
You trick me into staying, your playing is getting lame
     Bm
From touching your sweet things to tracking your calls
        A
Go from smacking your ass to punching holes in the walls
        G
Go from sending me fire nudes to eyeing up other dudes
      F#
From picking our favorite song to playlisting breakup tunes
Bm
Started so high, now I can hardly breathe
        A
Go from weak in the knees to be too weak I can't leave
    G
You called it, it's all my fault, this I know
          F#
Guess I'm better off dead inside than being alone

G                         E
I just wanna sleep my life away
F#
   Oh!

               Bm               A
Out of my mind, be going crazy
                                G
'Cause it doesn't faze me
                               E5
Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
  F#       G    A  Bm
I must be out of my brain
              A
Hallucinating
                     G
No it doesn't faze me
                              E
Yeah, the way you treat me so bad
  F#       G    A  Bm
I must be out of my mind

A       G           E
  Yeah...  yeah... oh
  F#      G     A  Bm
I must be out of my mind
You're supercali-pessimistic-expiali-narcissistic
A
You and Mary Poppins, you will soon be going out of business
G       E
  Yeah...  Oh...
E    F#   G    A    E    F#   G    A    Bm
Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad!

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