The Good Life - Youre not you

You're t^Arying to r^Eemember why you ^Dcut all your hair. Were you t^Arying to be s^Eomeone you w^Deren't? You ^Adon't hang^E around the old ^Dhaunts anymore, no,^A all the of th^Eose bridges ^Dare burned. He d^Bmoesn't' like to share you - he^E likes your hair short, You're not^A you, you're not^E you ^Bmanymore.

So, take^A off that ^Enecklace he stol^De from his mother, it doesn't^A mean what it^E meant befor^De. Pack^A up your p^Eictures and gath^Der all your clothes, but^A leave that li^Engerie that ^Dhe bought you on the floor. It m^Bmade you so awkward, you felt l^Eike a whore... it's not y^Aou, it's not you^E anym^Bmore.

Girl you^A need to b^Ee patient, the d^Day's gonna come. You'll lea^Ave your old b^Eaggage behin^Dd. No m^Aore excuse^Es, no more denia^Dl-- you^A're tired, and^E you're draw^Ding the line. You'^Bmre nobody's lapdog, you're clo^Esing that door. You're not^A you, you're not^E you ^Bmanymore. You're not^A you, you're not^E you ^Bmanymore. Oh, no.