Ive Got Problems chords by Harley Poe

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