Easter Egg

	  		
Intro: G Bm A (x4) 

verse 1 
            G 
Would it be worth it to write songs 
      A 
About everything I'm not? 
          G 
I could invent a thousand problems 
             A 
And tangle myself up in the knots 
        G                    Bm      A 
Because people only like the boys in bands 
        G                     Bm   A 
Who are plagued with troubled thoughts 
   G                  Bm 
So give me, give me problems 
A      G            Bm 
Cut me out for this job 

D                                                                       A 
Everybody just thinks that I'm falling apart at the seams and I can't believe 
                 Bm          G 
That they're all wrong about me 
D                                                                       A 
Everybody just thinks that I'm falling apart at the seams and I can't believe 
                 Bm          G 
That they're all wrong about me 


G Bm A (x4) 

verse 2 
            G 
My band and I could play along 

Forging anxious three minute long 

Laundry lists of problems 

But for some reason that feels wrong 
   D 
To act unstable 
   A 
To turn the tables 
     G 
On myself and everyone 
  Em 
Myself and 
 
D                                                                       A 
Everybody just thinks that I'm falling apart at the seams and I can't believe 
                 Bm          G 
That they're all wrong about me 
D                                                                       A 
Everybody just thinks that I'm falling apart at the seams and I can't believe 
                 Bm          G 
That they're all wrong about me 


Bm F#m A D (x2) 

Bridge 
            Bm                F#m 
Would it be worth it to write songs 
      A              D 
About everything I'm not? 
          Bm                F#m 
I could invent a thousand problems 
              A             D 
And tangle myself up in the knots 
Bm                       F#m              A       D 
Life's not perfect but I won't let that define me 
    Bm             F#m          A          Bm 
And I won't play along with the trending anxieties 
 Bm    D  A 
(Bleh!) 
       G 
Like I say, when I say 
 Bm 
"I'll be something you're not" 

"I'll be what all the people want" 
 D 
"I'll be something you're not" 

Just give all the people 
                             A 
Just give all the people the truth, truth, truth 
          G 
Which has nothing to do with you 

(And there's nothing wrong with being happy) 
 
D                                                                       A 
Everybody just thinks that I'm falling apart at the seams and I can't believe 
                 Bm          G 
That they're all wrong about me 
   D                                                                              A 
Or if it's just me and everything's bad and it's all falling down to finally come true 
               Bm          G 
Then they were right about you