Misc Your Songs - Juice box hooligan - pathetic prophetic

I'm con^Gcerned by my despondency and this ^Emself-fulfilling prophecy that I'm ^Bgonna be someone I fucking hate ^C I ^Grock to and fro as I ^Emshudder and I grow more a^Bware that I am just a waste ^C If ^GI had any guts at all I'd ^Emlay down on the street Maybe ^Bthen when my parents were called they could pre^Ctend it wasn't just me

And I ^Gdon't know what I'm ^Emgonna do ^{B C} be^Gsides just let the ^Bwind blow right thr^Emough ^C every^Gthing they ex^Empected of ^Bme ^C So ^Gwho am ^BI? I guess we'll see^{Em C}

The ^Gmost heartbreaking thing to me is the ^Emfact that you all still believe I'm ^Bcapable of being what you want ^C Your ^Gexpectation's bittersweet; I ap^Empreciate your faith in me but there's no ^Bway to be something that I'm no^Ct I've found c^Gomfort in always fucking up 'cause I was a^Emlways told I would and in k^Bnowing I won't be good enough for your ^Cbleached suburban neighborhood

And I ^Gdon't know what I'm ^Bgonna do^{Em C} be^Gsides just let the ^Emwind blow right thr^Bough ^C every^Gthing you exp^Bected of ^Emme ^C I'm ^Greally sorry Mom and Dad, the ^Emlast thing I wanted was to make you sad but I ^Bpromise a disappointment's the ^Cbest thing I can be..^Cm.