To Be Pulled

D D/C# Bm A G F#m Em D D D/C# Bm A You can take a break from being perfect and straight G F#m Em D To show you're leaning off-center or the way that you abbreviate D D/C# Bm A In your descent, going under cover G F#m Em D in the nice white lines, made up of all your brothers D D/C# Bm A And they stand up straight like pickets in the suburbs G F#m Em D And you're afraid to link up with each other D D/C# Bm A They want to pull you until you change G F#m Em D You can fight back hard enough and force them to accommodate Bm G You can be the queen with your own crown A Bm oh now doesn't that sound cool G A Bm Scream when they pull you out, shouldn't have been allowed to G A Bm Loudest one they've gotten, mouth full of cotton wool G A D D/C# Bm A G F#m Em D You put up a fight, you know what it's like to be pulled D D/C# Bm A You can have your back turned or be too big G F#m Em D You'll see nobody else go as far as you did D D/C# Bm A If when you came out you were told to be less bold G F#m Em D Just know if they tear you out, you'll come back gold D D/C# Bm A You made it hard to swallow, you're Apollo with the arrow G F#m Em D If your body's Picasso'd, you're hollowed. you're narrowed D D/C# Bm A You're a bottom up riser, a top down fighter G F#m Em D You're an inside traitor, you're a riot inciter Bm G You can be the queen with your own crown A Bm oh now doesn't that sound cool G A Bm Scream when they pull you out, shouldn't have been allowed to G A Bm Loudest one they've gotten, mouth full of cotton wool G A D D/C# Bm A You put up a fight, you know what it's like to be pulled G F#m Em D You know what it's like to be pulled