Theory of a Deadman - Straight jacket

^BmI wear a 36 long, white is my ^Acolor A little tight in the ^Gshoulder But you ^F#know, it still fit me good I wear a ^Bm36 long, white is my ^Acolor A little tight in the ^Gshoulder But you k^F#now, it still fit me good ^BmAnyone can see we're a perfect match An i^Annocent boy and a psychopath A w^Geek's worth of dating and you talk about moving^F# in

My ^Bmmom disapproved and my friends would say To ^Abreak the girl's heart but I'm too afraid Her ^Gclickbait body was a tractor beam She was a ^F#Tesla Model S with the ludicrous speed The ^Bmsex was good but we'd always fight I'd try to ^Aleave your sorry ass but end up spending the night Your ^Gsweetness, my weakness, you're mean though ingenious ^F#Nothing can come between us (Ahh, have you seen us?)

I've ^Glost it, you're toxic, I botched this, I'm nauseous ^EMan, I gotta be

^F#Out of my mind,^Bm be going crazy ^A 'Cause it doesn't faze me ^G Yeah, the way you treat me so b^Ead I ^F#must be o^Gut of^A my ^Bmbrain Hallucinating ^A No it doesn't faze me^G Yeah, the way you treat me so ^Ebad I ^F#must be ^Gout of ^Amy m^Bmind

Some^Athing I'll never say is "I'm free at last"^G She ain't around so I can vent and get it off my c^F#hest

And you're s^Bmupercali-pessimistic-expiali-narcissistic ^AYou and Mary Poppins, you will soon be going out of business^G

'Cause you're ^F#backseat driving my life [Pre-Chorus] ^GI just wanna sleep my life ^Eaway I must be

^F#Out of my mind,^Bm be going crazy ^A 'Cause it doesn't faze me ^G Yeah, the way you treat me so b^Ead I ^F#must be o^Gut of^A my ^Bmbrain Hallucinating ^A No it doesn't faze me^G Yeah, the way you treat me so ^Ebad ^F#Bad, ^Gbad, ^Abad, ^Ebad, ^F#bad, ^Gbad, ^Abad, ^Bmbad

Yeah, I've ^Amentally had it, now my living room's padded^G I'm a sadist, I'm addicted to this heroin ^F#You're Tonya Harding and I'm your Nancy Kerrigan ^Bm

But you ^Ahad to go testing me, gave me suicide tendencies ^G Your little games, your little, little games You ^F#trick me into staying, your playing is getting lame From ^Bmtouching your sweet things to tracking your calls Go from ^Asmacking your ass to punching holes in the walls Go from ^Gsending me fire nudes to eyeing up other dudes From p^F#icking our favorite song to playlisting breakup tunes ^BmStarted so high, now I can hardly breathe Go from ^Aweak in the knees to be too weak I can't leave You ^Gcalled it, it's all my fault, this I know Guess I'm ^F#better off dead inside than being alone

^GI just wanna sleep my life^E away ^F# Oh!

Out of my mind,^Bm be going crazy ^A 'Cause it doesn't faze me ^G Yeah, the way you treat me so b^E5ad I ^F#must be o^Gut of^A my^Bm brain Hallucinating ^A No it doesn't faze me^G Yeah, the way you treat me so ^Ebad I ^F#must be o^Gut of^A my^Bm mind

^A Yeah..^G. yeah... o^Eh I ^F#must be ^Gout of^A my^Bm mind

^AYou and Mary Poppins, you will soon be going out of business ^G Yeah..^E. Oh... ^EBad, ^F#bad, ^Gbad, ^Abad, ^Ebad, ^F#bad, ^Gbad, ^Abad, ^Bmbad!