RIP My Youth

Intro: Am Em C
                Am
R.I.P. to my youth  
                              C
And you could call this the funeral  
                      Em
I'm just telling the truth  
                              G
And you can play this at my funeral  
               Am
Wrap me up in Chanel inside my coffin  
             C
Might go to Hell and there ain't no stopping  
             Em
Might be a sinner and I might be a saint  
                 G
I'd like to be proud, but somehow I'm ashamed  
              Am
Sweet little baby in a world full of pain  
              C
I gotta be honest, I don't know if I could take it  
              Em
Everybody's talking, but what's anybody saying?  
                  G
Mama said if I really want to, then I can change, yeah yeah  

Am
R.I.P. to my youth  
               C
If you really listen, then this is to you  
               Em
Mama, there is only so much I can do  
                   G
Except for you to witness, for to worship me too  

     C                       Am                    Em
I'm using white lighters to see what's in front of me  

              Am
R.I.P. to my youth  
                              C
And you could call this the funeral  
                      Em
I'm just telling the truth, yeah  
                          G
You can play this at my funeral  
                      Am
Tell my sister don't cry and don't be sad  
          C
I'm in Paradise with Dad  
          Em
Close my eyes and then cross my arms  
               G
Put me in the dirt, let me dream with the stars  
              Am
Throw me in a box with the oxygen off  
                 C
You gave me the key and you locked every lock  
               Em
When I can't breathe, I won't ask you to stop  
               G
When I can't breathe, don't call for a cop  
       Am
I was naive and hopeful and lost  
         C
Now I'm aware and driving my thoughts  

 Am C Em G (repita a sequência)

What do I do? What do I do?  
I don't believe it if I don't keep proof  
I don't believe it if I don't know you  
I don't believe it if it's on the news or on the Internet  
I need a cigarette  


     C                       Am                    Em
I'm using white lighters to see what's in front of me  
      C                     Am
I'm using white lighters to see  

              Am
R.I.P. to my youth  

                              C
And you could call this the funeral  
                      Em
I'm just telling the truth, yeah  
                          G
You can play this at my funeral  
                      Am
Tell my sister don't cry and don't be sad  
          C
I'm in Paradise with Dad  
          Em
Close my eyes and then cross my arms  
               G
Put me in the dirt, let me dream with the stars