Acoustic. Standard tuning. Capo 3rd fret. Am G Talk candy in my ear. Come on. Come on. F I want your toxic, talk sick baby. G I know those gospel lips can change me. Am G Look to the right of my okay? We got exhibit "A" F She. G She ain't okay today. Am And to the left The left of me, G We got exhibit "B" F Oh she's a mess, to say the least. G She's got her daddy's Money Money Money. Am Honey I think you should run. G I think you should run. Am G F Look oh Look around, You're lost G but never found, no. Am G 6 feet below the ground, F G where you avoid your problems. Am G Look right in front of me. We got Exhibit "C" F G Anorexic, obsessed with magazines. Am And when I look over here, G oh my god that's me in the mirror. F No no no ladies and gentlemen G this is my fear. My eyes and ears. Am Honey I think you should run. G I think you should run. Am G F Look oh Look around, You're lost G but never found, no. Am G 6 feet below the ground, F G where you avoid your problems. Am G F Look oh Look around, You're lost G but never found, no. Am G 6 feet below the ground, F G where you will never solve them. G (I know you don't wanna' hear this but just listen) Am The last contendant. G Bad for us. Bad for you. F This capillary root. G Could root up All the little Am Puzzle peices Of what you've been through. G Your hair all up in knots, F don't ever say you're not, G oh just a nothin' Cause I swear downstairs you're somethin' Am G Egotistic, cynical. F I'm gettin' out of control. G Out of control. Out of control. Am G F Look oh Look around, You're lost G but never found, no. Am G 6 feet below the ground, F G where you avoid your problems. Am G F Look oh Look around, You're lost G but never found, no. Am G 6 feet below the ground, F G where you will never solve them. Am Out of control. I've got control