No Complaints

| F#m A | D A/C# | F#m A | D | F#m A I thought I had something D A/C# And that's the same as having something F#m I get mad at nothing A Blame my dad for something D I pull no punches, then feel bad for months F#m A Mm, thought I was raised better D Tried to fake better A/C# Tried to blame weather F#m And escape better A D Hope the skin heals where the pain enters F#m A Oh, but I finally got sewed up D A I set a time, then I showed up F#m E D And, now, the weight of the world ain't so bad, mm, mm F#m A D A I saw the еnd, it looked just like the middlе F#m A D I got a paper and pen and a page with no space F#m A D A I filled the hole in my head with prescription medication F#m A Then forgot how to cry D Who am I to complain? | F#m A | D A | F#m A | D | F#m A And now the pain's different D A It still exists, it just escapes different F#m A And evades vision, makes the rain different D Makes the news boring, and my rage distant F#m Yes, I'm young and living dreams A D In love with being noticed A And afraid of being seen F#m But I can finally eat A And I can fall asleep D It's fine, fine, fine F#m A I finally got sewed up D A I set a time, then I showed up F#m E D And, now, the weight of the world ain't that bad F#m A D A Well, I saw the end, it looked just like the middle F#m A D I got a paper and pen and a page with no space F#m A D A I filled the hole in my head with prescription medication F#m A Then forgot how to cry D F#m A D A Who am I, who am I to complain? F#m A D F#m A To complain D A F#m A Ooh, ooh-ooh D To complain F#m A D A I saw the end, it looked just like the middle F#m A D I got a paper and pen but I can't feel the pain F#m A D A I filled the hole in my head with prescription medication F#m A Then forgot how to cry D Who am I to complain?