It may not be 100%, but it is awfully close, and 1,000,000 times better than the other version on here! For any edits, please contact me at rkgear[at]yahoo.com (of course replace the [at] with @) C I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place. F Dm The weight of the world be okay if it would pick a shoulder to lean on G F So I could stand up straight. C I'm not sad anymore, I'm just tired of this place. F This homophobic bullshit that's somehow okay Dm G Just because you didn't mean it that way. C I can't take anymore of all the scum in this place. F Shitty dudes with tribal tattoos all around, Dm G F Lining up cheap beer and roofies for a party at their place. C Dm F Trying to convince freshmen they're somebody C Dm G C By spending all of their parents' money on kegstands Dm G F And Matt says I don't fit in. C Dm F G All this mallrat goth shit is killing me. C Dm F G Thought that would end with high school at least. C Dm But there are still kids and Matt says F(hold) "College hit those dudes like a ton of bricks." C C/B Am So they're calling it blasphemy, G Dm A fucking catastrophe F For saying it's a stupid choice to make. C C/B Am But this place just brings misery. G Dm I hate what it does to me. F I fight, but I can't escape the way that C F Am I don't fit in with any of this. C F Am And I don't think we're the same. C I'm fucking losing my head trying to understand this. F Kids outside with guitars hoping for someone to notice. Dm G(hold) No one wants to hear your sappy bullshit. C All these fake-tan girls laughing at art school kids F Getting lots in return for being substanceless. Dm You're too caught in semantics to see it, G But you're no fucking different. C C/B Am So they're calling it blasphemy, G Dm A fucking catastrophe F For saying it's a stupid choice to make. C C/B Am But this place just brings misery. G Dm I hate what it does to me. F I fight, but I can't escape the way that Am G I don't fit in with any of this. Am C F And I don't think we're the same. C F I'm not sad anymore, I'm just waiting. C F It's two more months 'til I'm done with this. C F And I don't make sense to anyone but my best friends. C F And I don't fit in anywhere but the back of the van. C F And I don't make sense to anyone but my best friends. C F And I don't fit in anywhere but the back of the van. C C/B Am So they're calling it blasphemy, G Dm A fucking catastrophe F For saying it's a stupid choice to make. And that is pretty much it, Love you all!