Jesus Fucking Christ

D When I was fourteen E I taught myself guitar F#m I'd stay up all night just trying to learn the hardest part D Swore I'd get it right E Just needed to try F#m Had to prove I was worthy of their fucking time D E I would play until my fingers bled F#m I used to tell myself that I'd sleep when I'm dead D I would do the best I could E And that would be better than them F#m Nothing in this world would stop me Not these tiny fucking hands D E And Jesus Fucking Christ F#m E D Why can't I just be satisfied E Never celebrate what I've done right F#m E D Always push myself twice as hard As they did And when I was a kid E F#m E Never learned that my best was all I could give D E Oh and Jesus Fucking Christ F#5 D Well I'm still not satisfied When I was 19 E I tore myself apart F#m Shopped at stores that never went above a fucking large D Swore I'd never eat again E Moved into the gym F#m Wouldn't stop until I finally fit in with them D Sure I lost some weight A Told me the taste F#m Of any food eventually would be replaced D Finally looking thin A F**k I'm sick again F#m F#5 Never really felt like myself in my own skin D E And Jesus Fucking Christ F#m E D Why can't I just be satisfied E Never celebrate what I've done right F#m E D Always push myself twice as hard As they did And when I was a kid E F#m E Never learned that my best was all I could give D E F#m Oh and Jesus Fucking Christ F#5 D Well I'm still not satisfied D D D D D D D F#m