Tantrum taby ukulele według Waterparks

INTRO: F

F                                    Fm                    F
If I wasn't thin and white with blue hair would I be here? 
           C       Bbm              Fm    F
Maybe if I kill myself you'll know I'm sincere. 
              Fm 
I'll shave my blue hair 
         Eb
Burn the rest of two dares 
Ab
Drop from 'parks 

Like "fuck it, who cares?" 
F
But I'll tell you: 

I resent the party scene 

With a part of me that's hard to see 

It's turned my starry friends 

To uninspired's lacking symmetry.

Fm                   Eb
Hey look what you've done now. 
                   Ab
I'm fucked and hope you're proud 
                                 G             F
While you follow around ('round 'round 'round 'round)
Fm                   Eb
Hey look what you've done now. 
                   Ab
I'm fucked and hope you're proud 
                 Db              G             
While you follow around ('round 'round 'round 'round)

*rest*
So excuse my tantrum 
                          F
Can't you see I've got my hands full? 
                                         Fm             F
I'm getting texts from idols I've looked up to since 15 
        Fm                              Ab                  F
But now people use my friends to try to get to me (fuck you) 
                          Eb
But we don't know you and you don't know we. 
      Ab
We're freaked out and fragile 

It's become more than a hassle 
F
But I'll tell you. 

I resent the party scene 

With a part of me that's hard to see 

It's turned my starry friends 

To uninspired's lacking symmetry.

I resent the party scene 

With a part of me that's hard to see 

It's turned my starry friends 
                            Cm
To uninspired's lacking symmetry.
Fm                   Eb
Hey look what you've done now. 
                   Ab
I'm fucked and hope you're proud 
                                 G             F
While you follow around ('round 'round 'round 'round)
Fm            Eb
Hey look what you've done now. 
                   Ab
I'm fucked and hope you're proud 
                 Db              G
While you follow around ('round 'round 'round 'round)
Fm        Bb
Loud gets lonely. 
Fm        Bb
Loud gets lonely. 
Fm        Bb
Loud gets lonely 

But I've just got a couple more things to say really quick. 
     Fm
To a certain married mister 
     F
That tried to move on my missus, (Cam) 
       Fm
Try to come around again 
                  F
You'll catch some swings and no misses. 
                                       Fm
And to the rest I'll keep them nameless

-nah fuck it, here we go: 
     F
It's Richard and Clayton and John—shit, Will, yeah, y'all made it 
         Fm
And if I see you in person 
           F
I'm taking teeth trust, you earned this.