Armor

Intro A Bm C#m A Bm C#m A F#m E F#m E [Verso 1] Bm C#m Okay we think were in control til were not A Bm C#m A Then were helpless, you turn your head, the big empty comes along, F#m E I dont wanna know how much money I got left, I-I-I, F#m E I dont wanna see my phone or read my messages Bm C# I wanna starve myself til Im beautiful A Bm Hey what the fuck is that? C#m A Thought I could fix myself without the dysphoria F#m E Paul heard some philosopher said hope is fear and fear is hope F#m E Im Sisyphus and youre the rock Im pushin [Refrão] D F#m E D F#m There I go again, projecting on you, and I hate myself E N.C. D F#m E So I turn it into art, or something dumb, put my armor on D E A No one can hurt me when I, I put my armor on [Verso 2] Bm C#m A How come I only wanna fix it once the truck breaks down? Bm C#m A Ends up in the gutter begging for forgiveness F#m E If hell is real, how do I know for sure? F#m E I aint living in it already right damn now? Bm C#m A All around history is repeating itself C#m A Im on a plane kinda hoping that it goes down F#m E I bet theres gotta be a peace that you get F#m E When you finally know the rides gonna end [Refrão] D F#m E D F#m There I go again, projecting on you, and I hate myself E N.C. D F#m E So I turn it into art, or something dumb, put my armor on D E A No one can hurt me when I, I put my armor on [Ponte] D F#m It fucks with my head when I need you A6 F#m C#m D So I build a wall, baby brick by brick F#m I need new ways to outrun you E But aint nothing changing, somethings gotta take a break here quick [Verso 3] N.C. Okay, I guess we just go until we die I had my shift drink, now Im just dancing down the starting line Youre so aware that your time is running out I said time is love, what Im scared of is an empty mouth Bm C#m A Love is time, love is looking for your keys in the couch Bm C#m A Love is knowing you gonna say some dumBmshit, run your mouth F#m E Love is time, time is love, love is pride F#m E N.C. If I take my armor off, would you put that blade through my side? [Refrão] F#m E D F#m There I go again, projecting on you, and I hate myself E N.C. D F#m E So I turn it into art, or something dumb, put my armor on D F#m E A No one can hurt me when I, I put my armor on