Rip 2 My Youth

[Intro]
Cm Gm Eb Cm
Gm Eb
               Gm
R. I. P. to my youth

[Verse 1]
                   Bb       Cm     Gm
And you could call this the funeral
I'm just telling the truth
                 Bb         Cm     Gm
And you can play this at my funeral
                 Cm
Wrap me up in Chanel inside my coffin
            Eb
Might go to Hell and there ain't no stopping
           Gm
Might be a sinner and I might be a saint
I'd like to be proud,
but somehow I'm ashamed
Sweet little baby in a world full of pain
I gotta be honest,
I don't know if I could take it
Everybody's talking,
but what's anybody saying?
Mama said if I really want it, then I can change it,
yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
Cm
R. I. P. to my youth
              Eb
If you really listen,
then this is to you
               Gm
Mama, there is only so much I can do
Tough for you to witness but it was for me too

[Chorus]
    Bb                        Cm
I'm using white lighters to see 
                    Gm
What's in front of me, front of me
               Gm
R. I. P. to my youth

[Verse 2]
                   Bb       Cm     Gm
And you could call this the funeral
I'm just telling the truth, yeah
             Bb         Cm     Gm
You can play this at my funeral
                     Cm
Tell my sister don't cry and don't be sad
       Eb
I'm in paradise with dad
         Gm
Close my eyes and then cross my arms
Put me in the dirt,
let me dream with the stars
              Cm
Throw me in a box with the oxygen off
                Eb
You gave me the key then you locked every lock
             Gm
When I can't breathe,
I won't ask you to stop
When I can't breathe,
don't call for a cop
        C
I was naive and hopeful and lost
Now I'm aware and driving my thoughts,
oh

[Bridge]
Eb Gm F          Eb
       What do I do? What do I do?
I don't believe it if I don't keep proof
          Gm
I don't believe it if I don't know you
                                                 F
I don't believe it if it's on the news or on the internet
I need a cigarette

[Chorus]
    Cm                        Ebmaj7
I'm using white lighters to see     
                    Gm7
What's in front of me  
    Cm                        Ebmaj7
I'm using white lighters to see     
               Gm
R. I. P. to my youth

[Outro]
                   Bb       Cm     Gm
And you could call this the funeral
I'm just telling the truth, yeah
             Bb         Cm     Gm
You can play this at my funeral
                     Cm
Tell my sister don't cry and don't be sad
       Eb
I'm in paradise with dad
         Gm
Close my eyes and then cross my arms
Put me in the dirt,
let me dream with the strs

[Fade Out]
Bb                        Cm
Using white lighters to see
                    Gm
What's in front of me 
Bb                        Cm
Using white lighters to see
                    Gm
What's in front of me