Funhouse

C                   Am
Dressin' up like an optimist
 Em                   Em7
Showin' my skin, it's obvious
C                 Am             
If I was smaller, it wouldn't 
     Em  Em7
bother them
 C                      Am
Countin' my flaws like calories
Em               Em7
I know it isn't good for me
C                  Am      
Will I feel better with a new 
          Em     Em7
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               
In the funhouse, I can never tell 
       Em
what's real
           C       Am             
Break the mirrors, now I'm lookin'
       Em
 how I feel
             C                   
Asking what questions, I'm in the 
  Am
background
           Em
Wondering when they'll notice me
        C       Am   Em
In the funhouse, ahh

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[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                              
I know that I'm preachin' to the 
   Am
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               
In the funhouse, I can never tell 
       Em
what's real
           C       Am             
Break the mirrors, now I'm lookin'
       Em
 how I feel
             C                   
Asking what questions, I'm in the 
  Am
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     
Through the glass, looking back, 
       Em
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               
In the funhouse, I can never tell 
       Em
what's real
           C       Am             
Break the mirrors, now I'm lookin'
       Em
 how I feel
             C                   
Asking what questions, I'm in the 
  Am
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