C G C F (2x) [Verse1]C G C F C I would rather be called untalented instead of fatG C F Isn't that fucking bizarre?C G C F That we care less about how a person thinksC G Just inches off their waistC F And if they drive a nice car [Pre-Chorus]F G At age seven, ice cream sundaes taste like heavenE7 Am But a moment on the lips last forever on the hipsF G At age thirteen, you say "What I eat will catch up to me"E7 God forbid I enjoy my teensAm F Will this make all the middle school boys like me? [Chorus]F G E7 Oh, I was taught to hate myselfAm G And it's spreading like a diseaseF G And you, you can't winE7 If you show a bit of confidenceAm G They'll use their words toF Try to mark your skinG Misery loves companyC G C F And they want you to be like themC G C F [Verse 2]C G C F I wish I could be as smallC G C F As others made me feelC G C F And if comparisons can be deadlyC G It's a miracle I'm aliveC F Guess I learned well [Pre-Chorus]F G Now I'm age nineteen in the industry of bodiesE7 On a stage I'll try and hideAm Hope no one's looking at my thighsF G I'm learning to resent realityE7 Am You took the one I loved most away from me [Chorus]F G E7 Oh, I was taught to hate myselfAm G And it's spreading like a diseaseF G And you, you can't winE7 Try to show a bit of confidence andAm G They use their eyes toF Bore holes in my skinG Misery loves companyE7 Am And they want you to be like them [Outro]F G Misery loves companyC G C F And they'll never be your friend
Misery Loves Company
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