Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E) 🎸 Intro: Bm Sat there waiting for a call back G A little death sure to turn my heart black D And now I A I hate everything, everything 🎸 Verse 1: Bm Bury me alive G
Paranoid and I'm so tired D Memories aren't on the vine A 'Cause all of them are dried and died 🎸 Pre-Chorus: Bm Does she love me? Does she not? G Is there something I did wrong? G Usually, you fill the void D Now I'm filled with opioids D Does she love me? Does she not? A Is there something I did wrong? A I'm so fucking scared to call A So I choose to 🎸 Chorus: Bm I sit there waiting for a call back G A little death sure to turn my heart black D And now I A I hate everything, everything Bm I sit there waiting for a call back G A little death sure to turn my heart black D And now I A Bm I hate everything, everything 🎸 Verse 2: Bm G I think I'm addicted to the feeling of depression D I grab what's left A Withered petals fall like feathers A As she left (She left) 🎸 Pre-Chorus: Bm Does she love me? Does she not? G Is there something I did wrong? G Usually, you fill the void D Now I'm filled with opioids D Does she love me? Does she not? A Is there something I did wrong? A I'm so fucking scared to call Bm G So I choose to end it all D A So I choose to end it all 🎸 Chorus: Bm I sit there waiting for a call back G A little death sure to turn my heart black D And now I A I hate everything, everything Bm I sit there waiting for a call back G A little death sure to turn my heart black D And now I A I hate everything, everything 🎸 Bridge: G A5 Bm She said, "Wish upon a star" A5 G She said, "Wish upon a star" A5 Bm As she shot right through my heart A As she shot right through my G A5 Bm Shot right through my heart A5 G Shot right through my heart A5 Bm A Shot right through my heart Break: Bm I sit there waiting for a callback G A little death sure to turn my heart black D And now I A I hate everything (Ooh-oh) 🎸 Chorus: Bm I sit there waiting for a call back G A little death sure to turn my heart black D And now I A I hate everything, everything Bm I sit there waiting for a call back G A little death sure to turn my heart black D And now I A Bm I hate everything, everything