G C6 D6
     Stop Fish

[Verse 1]
C6           G
 I want you back
           C6
That’s the worst thing I could say
D6
Only laying on the couch
              C6
Like ah, this couch could be my grave
         G
I want a slap
           C6
That would make me quite upset
          D6
But if my brain came out my ear
       C6
Then I guess that’s what I’d get
         G
I need a nap
       C6
And to see where all my edges are
  D6                      C6
I need to be alone before I can even hope to start
G                                      C6
 Spit on me again, that’s impressive, ‘bout eight feet apart
    D6
But if we laugh again
          C6
That will tear my mental health apart
G
Fuck
         C6
How come everything is pain?
      D6
Every time I was happy
   C6
It surely went away
    G                    C6
But babе, they gotta work all day
D6               C6
 For very little pay
               G
I think that’s fuckеd
    C6
And sadly, so am I
     D6                         C6
If I ever have kids I hope they can’t see out their eyes
     G                      C6
When I imagine my kids they kinda look like you
    D6                    C6
And I’m sorry, and that’s true
             G    C6 D6 C6 G
I think I’m fucked
                   G      C6 D6
I really think I’m fucked
      C6 G
Fucked

[Verse 2]
G                 C6                       D6
 I made a million bucks (He made a million bucks)
                           C6
But then I had to spend it all on therapy
  G                        C6                      D6
I learned the deadly lesson (The world isn't that bad)
                           C6
That money doesn’t help my depression
           G
And you’re stuck with your brain
          C6
No matter how much you make
              D6             C6
And you will surely find new problems
  G                           C6
Naïve is the thought to think money is ought
          D6                N.C.
To be the thing that always solve them

[Chorus]
     G                      C6
I am fucked (I think you’re fucked)
            D6                     C6
I think I’m fucked (I think you’re fucked)
            G                      C6
I think I’m fucked (I think you’re fucked)
            D6                     C6
I think I’m fucked (I think you’re fucked)
G                       C6                       D6
  Yeah I made a million bucks (He made a million bucks)
                           C6
But then I had to spend it all on therapy
  G                        C6                     D6
I learned the deadly lesson (The world isn't that bad)
                   C6
It doesn’t help my depression

[Bridge]
N.C.
As we become obsessed with straight staring at phones

My brain has now become unable to cope
N.C.
The techniques and the methods that they use on my brain

Are extremely effective and far too great
N.C.
And now I’m just laying here dead on my couch

Facebook and Google have their tubes in my mouth
N.C.
And as they generously feed me my ads for the day

For the week, for the month

[Chorus]
              G      C6
I think we’re fucked
              D6     C6
I think we’re fucked
              G      C6
I think we’re fucked
              D6     C6
I think we’re fucked
              G
I think we’re fucked
                         C6
And now I’m laying here dead on the couch
D6                             C6
Facebook and Google have their tubes in my mouth
            G                     C6
And as they generously feed me my ads for the day
        D6            C6
For the week, for the month
              G      C6
I think we're fucked

[Outro]
D6           C6
  Stop Fish
           G
I want you back