E A
don’t tell me what to do
B A
don’t tell me how to live
E A
im an expert on my life
B A
and you don’t know shit
E A B A E
if i wanted your opinion i would have fucking asked
E A B A E
if i wanted your opinion i would have fucking asked
E A B
If I wanted your opinion I would have asked
A E Am E B A E
could you please just leave me alone
E A
when your skin gets ripped apart
B A Am
some people think it’s poetic
E A B A
that by the time it heals its thicker than before
E A
but scars are numb and they don’t bend
B A
they will itch until the very end
E A B A
Turn out poets are just like everybody else
B A E Am E B A E
they don’t know that their full of shit
E A B A E
if i wanted your opinion i would have fucking asked
E A B A E
if i wanted your opinion i would have fucking asked
E A B
If I wanted your opinion I would have asked
A E Am E
could you please just leave me alone
A E Am B
could you please just leave me alone
A E Am E B A E B A E B A E
could you please just leave me alone