Tom: C
C
If you don't love yourself
G
'Cause they'll paint all your flaws
C
And they'll make them look beautiful as hell
[Verse 2]
G
N.C.
And don't love an artist
C
If you like what they make
G
'Cause you'll be immortalized in thousands of notebook lines
C
And splotches of paint
[Verse 3]
N.C. Am
And when they leave
Bm C G
You'll be stuck with a hole in your chest
Am
With the scent of their skin
Bm C G
And the feel of their bed where they rest
C
And you can't forget
G
'Cause you live in their works
Am C
And when you see those pieces
They just make you feel worse
[Verse 4]
N.C. G
'Cause they knew who you are
C
Yeah, they knew very well
G
But the truth is that now
C
What you're left with is only a shell
[Verse 5]
N.C. G
So don't love an artist
C
'Cause they'll take who you were
G
And they'll hide you in acronyms
C
Bury you deep in the shapes of their words
[Verse 6]
N.C. Am
And when they leave
Bm C G
You'll be left with a hole in your chest
Am
With the scent of their skin
Bm C G
And the feel of their bed where they rest
Am C
And you can't forget
'Cause you live in their works
And when you see those pieces
They just make you feel worse
G
They just make you feel worse
