F                        Am
Oh god, tell me that i'm not insane
     C                        Em
With a toy gun hanging in my mouth
 F             Am                        C
I'm made of jade and i'm feeling pretty jaded
                        G                 Em
It's a problem that i'll never ever figure out

Am                   C
Take pills for your double black eyes
Am            Em
Said I pack a punch and give it to ya
F                          Am
Don't promise you'll do better next time
C                        Em
I know never to believe ya

[Chorus]
  Am
I love being bitter
            Em         Am
It makes me feel better
   Dm                G
Bitter feels better than tryna get better and I
Am
Yes, I love being bitter
                Em            Am
But it makes me feel weathered
         C                     G               Am
Now i'm sick in the head and it's not even my fault
        Dm                       G             Am
Now i'm sick in the head and it's not even my fault

[Verse 2]
  Dm                     Am
I used to laugh like the cartoon children
C                    Em
I wasn't always this way
Dm   G             Am
Once sweet like an orange creamsicle
C                     Em
Or lemon icing on the cake

Am               C
Bite hard when I tried to be nice
Am                      Em
I know exactly what you want
Dm   F           Am
Cut clean when I twist at night
C                        Em
Not one thoughts worth a feeling

[Chorus]
  Am
I love being bitter
              Em         Am
It makes me feel better
   Dm                G
Bitter feels better than tryna get better and I
Am
Yes, I love being bitter
                Em            Am
But it makes me feel weathered
         C                     G               Am
Now i'm sick in the head and it's not even my fault
        Dm                       G             Am
Now i'm sick in the head and it's not even my fault

[Bridge]
F
I'm unaware just give me some time, i'm
G
Having trouble fighting wars in my mind
        Am
Take it easy
        Em
Take it easy

 Dm                    F
I don't care that i'm on your shelf 'cause
 G
I'm pretty good at talking to myself
        Am
Take it easy
        Em
Take it easy

        F
Take it easy
         G
Take it easy
         Am     Em
Take it easy

[Chorus]
 Am
Yes, I love being bitter
                        Em Am Em
'Cause it makes me feel better
 C                           G                 Am
Now i'm sick in the head and I think it's my fault
  C                           Em        C    Am
Now i'm sick in the head and I think it's my fault