Funhouse

C                   Am
Dressin' up like an optimist
 Em                   Em7
Showin' my skin, it's obvious
C                 Am                  Em  Em7
If I was smaller, it wouldn't bother them
 C                      Am
Countin' my flaws like calories
Em               Em7
I know it isn't good for me
C                  Am                Em     Em7
Will I feel better with a new measurement?

[Pre-Chorus]
   C                 Am
If I can't have the chemicals
Em
I need something to control
  C                     Am
'Round and 'round and 'round we go

[Chorus]
        C        Am                      Em
In the funhouse, I can never tell what's real
           C       Am                    Em
Break the mirrors, now I'm lookin' how I feel
             C                     Am
Asking what questions, I'm in the background
           Em
Wondering when they'll notice me
        C       Am   Em
In the funhouse, ahh

[Verse 2]
C
Must be in my head or something
Am
I don't even it see coming
Em
Do you know you look so pretty?
Em
I alrеady see what they say
C                                 Am
I know that I'm preachin' to the choir
    Em
But I just wish that thеy'd be fucking quiet

[Pre-Chorus]
   C                 Am
If I can't have the chemicals
Em
I need something to control
  C                     Am
'Round and 'round and 'round we go

[Chorus]
        C        Am                      Em
In the funhouse, I can never tell what's real
           C       Am                    Em
Break the mirrors, now I'm lookin' how I feel
             C                     Am
Asking what questions, I'm in the background
           Em
Wondering when they'll notice me
C                   Am
[?], I'll keep the lights on
         Em
I'm so afraid of what they see

[Bridge]
       C         Am           Em
What I see isn't me, it's distorted (It's distorted)
              C            Am            Em
Through the glass, looking back, I'm performing (I'm performing)
        C        Am           Em
What I see isn't me, it's distorted (It's distorted)
        C        Am        Em
What I see isn't me, isn't me

[Chorus]
        C        Am                      Em
In the funhouse, I can never tell what's real
           C       Am                    Em
Break the mirrors, now I'm lookin' how I feel
             C                     Am
Asking what questions, I'm in the background
           Em
Wondering when they'll notice me
C                   Am
[?], I'll keep the lights on
         Em
I'm so afraid of what they see

[Otro]
        C       Am Em
In the funhouse
C Am Em