Under The Knife

Bm                                
This is the song I’m too scared to
  D
 write
Bm                           G
But some of you may need it tonight

[Verse 1]
Bm                  G
Oh there you were, heart made of 
glass
Bm                     D
fragile little thing, shattered too 
fast
Bm                       G
tried to pick the pieces up up up
Bm                               
and that’s the way you first got cut
D
 cut cut
Bm                     G
Devil drew you in, you didn’t let it
 show
Bm                        D
didn’t want the others to ever have 
to know
Bm                              G
that you were getting hooked on up 
up up
Bm                        D
and all you had to do was cut cut 
cut

[Chorus]
    G                A            
You carved a special place for 
  Bm
your pain
   G               A              
so it came back to hurt you every 
Bm
night
    G                    A        
you closed your eyes and wished it
     Bm
 all away
G            A                  
until you disappeared under the 
Bm
knife

[Verse 2]
Bm                 G
You knew the deal, no one gives a 
damn
     Bm                     D
just another needy kid, sob story in
 hand
Bm                        G
keep your secrets covered up up up
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Bm                    D
we don’t need another cut cut cut
Bm                      G
But you couldn’t hide a heart made 
of glass
Bm                              D
You put yourself together with all 
the strength you had
Bm                   G
You were finally fed up up up
Bm                     D
finally had to scream enough –nough 
–nough

[Chorus]
    G                A            
You carved a special place for 
  Bm
your pain
   G               A              
so it came back to hurt you every 
Bm
night
    G                    A        
you closed your eyes and wished it
     Bm
 all away
G            A                  
until you disappeared under the 
Bm
knife

[Rap part]
Bm                        G
Listen- I know it’s simplified from 
the other side
A                       Em
it’s easy to gloss over all the 
messy reasons why
Bm                  G
and it’s easy to forget where you’ve
 been
  A                              
I guess that’s what the scars are 
     Em
for, huh?
     Bm                     G
When we were 15 we wouldn’t dare let
 that shit be seen
A                    Em
but now it seems mutalation’s gone 
mainstream
Bm                     G
I see you at my shows, scarred up 
from head to toe
A                          Em
like there’s no point even trying 
not to let it show
Bm                      G
Cause we all know, emo kids like to 
hurt themselves
A                     Em
too many feelings and not enough 
self control
Bm                         G
and I mean, does this mess any of 
the rest of you
A                          Em
it’s an epidemic and we’re cool with
 it, don’t question it
       Bm                       
But it bothers me, our scars are 
       G
currency by which we’re measured
      A                            
like let the record show who let it
 Em
 slip and who held it together
Bm                      G
cutters and burners and honorable 
mentions
A                              
posers who still cut themselves up 
F#m
for the attention
G                               A
I don’t care your intentions, I just
 want you to know
   Bm
my self-hatred never took me where I
 wanted to go
G                                 
and at the end of the day, you 
    A
know I still had to face
           Bm
that I can pick at the pain, but 
can’t cut it away
                  G                
and you know what else I can’t do 
           A
is give you ten good reasons not to
     Bm
I’ve racked my brain for clever 
sayings of all the things you ought 
to do
G                                 
But you know, I think if there was
  A
 something I could say
            Bm
They’d have thrown it on a brochure-
 and sent you on your way

(N/C)
So I’ll keep doing what I always do:
 drag my heart to the piano and make
 it sing for you
I’ll keep doing what I always do: 
drag my heart to the piano and let 
it sing for you

G  A  Bm x3
G  A
Bm
Drag my heart to the piano and let 
it sing for you