Bbm
Overwhelmed, overworked, overpaid

I’m on top of the world sitting pretty on a stack
         Gdim
But the static still cracks in my veins

At the bottom of the universe

I’m feeling all the weight

[Verse 1]
      Bbm
People die for this

People lie for this

People suck and fuck some guy for this
        Gdim
Pay the toll for this

Sell their soul for this

Play my part, but what's my role in this?

         Bbm
I’m not built for this

All the guilt of this
                            Bbsus2
And I don’t think I can deal with this

       Gdim
I'm too old for this

Gonna fold from this
                         Gbmaj7
People starvin’ and I get gold for this?

[Verse 2]
        Bbm
You all chalk me up as some whiney fuck
                              Bbsus2
Who’s stressed by success like my life sucks?
   Gdim
I get it, I know, it's such a conundrum
                                  Gbmaj7
I get what I want but I can’t have much fun with it
Bbm
It’s not the fame or the money I’m yearnin'
                                    Bbsus2
I don’t give a fuck about what I’ve been earnin'
    Gdim
But each day I wake up more blessed and I’m learnin'
                           Gbmaj7
Of all of these people, I’m least to deserve it
   Bbm
I don’t deserve it
   Ab
I try to be perfect

I’ll never be perfect
  Eb
I’m not worth it

Keep lookin’ for answers I swear I’ve been searchin’
     Bbm
But come up short, and I give up quick
              Ab
‘Cause if I found it I think I'd be scared of it
           Eb
You don’t see the scene that's behind the screen

And I urge you all to beware of it

[Verse 3]
            Bbm
It’s an interesting dichotomy

Of monetized sincerity

Stir up my insecurity
       Bbsus2
With constant uncertainty
    Gdim
Generation of anxiety

The “Look at me” Society

Dubiety of piety
       Gbmaj7
The gods all suffer silently
    Bbm
I’m sorry for my obsession with attention
                        Bbsus2
I have ungodly fear of rejection
       Gdim
My apprehension and objection is the viral infection
                        Gbmaj7
Of dollars and followers in place of affection
      Bbm
What I need is a human connection
                              Bbsus2
Not blue light and a foggy reflection
         Gdim
Of my misconception of my own perception
                          Gbmaj7
A result of way too much introspection

[Bridge]
                 Bbm
They find my disinterest interesting

My depression, a funny thing
     Bbm/A
My decline is relatable

People love that I hate myself
      Bbm/Ab
People love that I hate myself

Yeah, they love that I hate myself
       Bbm/G
People love that I hate myself

People love that I hate myself

[Verse 4]
  N.C.
I climbed out of my head
  N.C.
And watched myself implode
  N.C.
A thought without a body
  N.C.
Ought to be a shot to take a load off
  N.C.
My brain is poisoned
  N.C.
And I’m searching for the antidote
  N.C.
But every time I find it
  N.C.
My defenses scream
  N.C.
“Oh, no you don’t!”

N.C.
Woah
  N.C.
But it's fine
  N.C.
No, really I'm fine
  N.C.
It’s just a matter of time
  N.C.
You’ll cross the line
  N.C.
And lose your mind
  N.C.
From time to time

 Bb5
I’m not crazy
     B5
But I feel crazy all of a sudden
 C5
In a city never seeing

Snow or rain or leaves in autumn
Bb5
Lose yourself in seasons
B5
Not rememberin' that you forgot ‘em
C5
Knocking on my door

I can’t confront ‘em so I lock 'em out


[Verse 5]
             Bb
But I don’t mind
Cm                  Eb
No, I really don’t mind (I really don't mind)
       Bb
'Cause believe it or not
          Cm
It feels good to be forgot
              Eb
From time to time (Forgot from time to time)

      Bb
So, forget me
     Cm              Eb
And please, God, forgive me
                 Bb
If you feel a touche underwhelmed
               Cm              Eb
By all my overwhelming negativity (Negativity)


[Otro]
 Bb           Cm
Who am I and when?
                  Eb
When’s my workday end?
      Bb              Cm
And where does "me" begin?
               Eb              
Are these my colleagues or my friends?
      Bb
On a scale from ten to one
       Cm
Do you hate who I’ve become?
          Eb
‘Cause I hate who I’ve become