[Intro]
Dm F Dm A Dm A
[Verse 1]
Dm
Talking to myself again
F
About how i'll never win
Bb
I look into the mirror,
A
And that's how my day begins
F A
I wonder when did all this black fill up my mind
Dm
Well I don't shower I'm a slob
F
I've gone years without a job
Bb A
And I can't seem to keep my hands out of my pants and off my knob
F A
Cause the perversions in my head are of the sickest kind
[Chorus]
Bb C F A
Late at night I justify the way that I am
Bb C
I try to pray but it's too late
F Dm A
Cause she don't give a daaaaamn
Bb C F Dm A
If I could change just one small thing about my face
Bb C
I'd simply just erase
Dm
Because I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
A Dm
I do some fucked up shit
Dm
I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
A Dm
Cause I'm a fucked up twit
(Bum Bum Bum Bum to the rhythm and chords of the chorus)
[Verse 2]
Dm
I don't wanna kill myself
F
And don't need no fucking drugs
Bb A
I just revel in the sickness that comes from this holy love
F A
Why's it so hard for me to be like you
Dm
I'm just an animal
F
Baby aren't we all
Bb A
I'm full of shit and I live with it til' the day I fall
F
There's no turning back
A
So give the devil his due
[Chorus]
Bb C F A
Late at night I justify the way that I am
Bb C
I try to pray but it's too late
F Dm A
Cause she don't give a daaaaamn
Bb C F Dm A
If I could change just one small thing about my face
Bb C
I'd simply just erase
Dm
Because I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
A Dm
I do some fucked up shit
Dm
I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
A Dm
Because I'm a fucked up twit
Dm
I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
A
I bet that you do too
Dm
I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
Dm
I've got problems
A
There's nothing we can do
(Bum Bum Bum Bum to the rhythm and chords of the chorus)
[Verse 3]
A Dm
I've forgotten right from wrong
F
I don't have no protest song
Bb
I'm just another schmuck
A
Doing my worst to get along
F B
With the man who looks like me
A Bb
And sings these songs
A
And the lust inside my heart
F
I spew it through my art
Bb
I can't control my many ticks
A
And my life’s falling apart
F B A
And why can't myself and I just get along
[Outro]
Dm C F A
Late at night I justify the way that I am
Dm C
I try to pray but it's too late
F Dm A
Cause she don't give a daaaaamn
Bb C F A
If I could change just one small thing about my face
Dm C
It's simply to erase
