Misc Soundtrack - Bad queers the musical - keepin on

^Bbi don’t really know what’s right, ^Gmi just guess and hope it falls into pl^Ebace. hell if i know where to p^Fut the canned corn. ^Bbwould’ve given kait a fright this mo^Gmrning, when i fell right on my f^Ebace. whacked my head in the shower, but i’m ^Cmnot dizzy anymore.

^Gmi’m sure it’s fine, no n^Ebeed to panic. ^Bbin an hour, i^F’ll think, why was i gr^Gmiping to be^Ebgin with? god, co^Bblleen, it’s not that d^Feep. when i get h^Gmome, i’ll have a w^Ebank, watch bak^Bbeathon, and fall asl^Feep…

’til t^Gmhen, i’ll keep on kee^Ebping on, oh, i’^Bbll just keep on, k^Feep on keeping ^Bbon. Gm Eb Bb

^Bbi just kept turning up the water hotter and ho^Gmtter, bit by bit, ’til it all went b^Eblack. and if you hadn’t left for w^Fork when you did, ^Bbyou’d have seen me, ass naked and a^Gmshamed, and worst of all, you wouldn’t have lau^Ebghed. you love to feel responsible when i don’t no^Cmtice things till it’s too late.

and i g^Gmuess i never p^Eblanned my life for t^Bbwo. ^F you’re so k^Gmeen to witness e^Ebvery little st^Bbupid thing i ^Fdo, and i’m gr^Gmateful, god, i^Eb am, but, have we l^Bbost ourselves in mo^Fments that are… f^Gmictional, or m^Ebaybe meant for s^Bbomeone else? ^F

but, god, i l^Bbove you. i d^Gmon’t love the weight of your heart in my ^Ebhands,

from your ho^Fpe to your flaws to your plans. s^Bbenior prom, i felt the urge to k^Gmiss so many men, to prove som^Ebething or other to my^Fself. t^Bbo the girls insisting my place so^Gmlely lied with them, while something gu^Ebilty festered. i sat fi^Frmly on the fence. t^Bbo them, i was the model of som^Gmebody who had learned to love my l^Ebot. figured it all out in school, ^Cmcame out at just fourteen. s^Bbhouted to the world that i loved w^Gmomen, where the L word was a ta^Ebunt. but it just ricocheted, bec^Cmause the L word wasn’t me. and I s^Bbee all these think pieces pen^Gmned by other bi girls, fighting to be s^Ebeen, crying, no, we’re not divided or con^Cmfused… but where, then, is my p^Bblace? ‘cause now i shout it to the wo^Gmrld, i love women, men, and all that fall in be^Ebtween, but still, i ache when I can’t s^Fee the future in one face.

i ca^Gmn’t outrun the fe^Ebeling something ^Bbmore is going o^Fn. i^Gmt’s not pain… but e^Ebvery moment fe^Bbels a little wr^Fong. i’d ch^Gmase it, i’d in^Ebvestigate, i’d ch^Fange, if i were st^C7rong.

but^Bb i just keep on keeping on, oh, ^C7i just keep on keeping on… ^Ebi just keep on keeping on, oh, ^C7i just keep on keeping on, ^Ebi just keep on keeping, keeping…