[Intro]
F Bb Dm Gm
(x2)
[Verse 1]
F Bb
The moment I turn 23
Dm Gm
I’ll grab the gun my father gave to me
F Bb
On my birthday, when I turned 17
Dm Gm
I’ll lay a note right next to me that says
F Bb
Split the money that I have
Dm Gm
Evenly between my mom and my dad
F Bb Dm Gm
I’ll speak so eloquently on what to do with each half
F Bb Dm Gm
I’ll tell Rebecca, “buy a home down the road from cypress grove”
F Bb
And I know, mother, you don’t want me to go
Dm Gm
But I must go
F Bb
And ill tell mark to buy a car
Dm Gm
Please know you’re always in my heart
F Bb
Even when my conscious soul departs
Dm Gm
You did your job
F Bb
And to Chris, I hope you’re smiling
Dm Gm
‘cause you kept the boy from dying
F
For almost a decade
Bb
Man fuck what my friends say
Dm
One twitch of the finger
Gm
Fuck around, and I’m dead weight
F
Dont believe what the press says
Bb
I did this for me
Dm
And no one else in the best way
Gm F
To all of my friends, you know I wish you the best
Bb
And when you say my name
Dm
Say that shit with your chest
N.C.
And I think i should be clear
N.C.
I don’t want
[Chorus]
F Bb
I don’t wanna be here
Dm Gm
With people that, that I didn’t know last year
F
At fucking all
Bb
You don’t want to be here
When I blow my
Dm
Top
Off
F
Girl, I dont want to be here at all
Bb Dm Gm
At all, At all, At all, At all
F
I put the metal to skin
Bb Dm
And I’ll go off on a whim and say
Gm
That I dont want to be here at fucking all.
[Verse 2]
F Bb
I wonder if tomorrow would’ve been better?
Dm Gm F
In all honesty, it don’t even matter at all
Bb Dm
‘Cause it bends, it breaks, it falls
Gm
And I’m here right now
F
So just hear me out
Bb
Know I let you down
Dm Gm F
But I can’t, no I can’t, I can’t
Bb Dm
Change anything, this trajectory
Gm
It was meant for me
F
It was meant to be
Bb
Don’t let my mom see me
Dm
Before they bury me
Gm
‘Cause the man in that coffin
F
Shit, he’s barely me
Bb Dm
Plenty people gone say they were there for me
Gm F
They weren’t there for me, they didn’t care for me, so
[Chorus]
Bb
I don’t wanna be here
Dm Gm
With people that, that I didn’t know last year
F
At fucking all
Bb
You don’t want to be here
When I blow my
Dm
Top
Off
F
Girl, I dont want to be here at all
Bb Dm Gm
At all, At all, At all, At all
F
I put the metal to skin
Bb Dm
And I’ll go off on a whim and say
Gm
That I dont want to be here at fucking all.
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