Intro
G#m
[Verse 1]
G#m
Cut it out
Fb
Your self-inflicted pain
Cb
Is getting too routine
D#m
The crowds are catching on
G#m
To the self-inflicted song
Fm
Well, here we go again
Cb
The art of acting weak
D#m
Fall in love to fail
G#m
To boost your C#D sales
G#m
And that C#D sells (Yeah, what a hit)
G#m
You've got to repeat it
G#m
You gotta' sink to swim
G#m
If at first you don't succeed
D#/A#
You gotta recreate your misery
Cb
Cause we all know art is hard
D#/C#
Young artists have gotta starve
G#m
Try, and fail, and try again
D#/A#
The comforts of repetition
Cb
Keep churning out those hits
D#/A#
'Til it's all the same old shit
G#m
[Verse 2]
G#m
Oh, a second verse!
Fb
Well, color me fatigued
Cb
I'm hiding in the leaves
D#m
In the C#D jacket sleeves
G#m
Tired of entertaining
Fb
Some double-dipped meaning
Cb
A# soft serve analogy
D#m
This drunken angry slur
G#m
In thirty-one flavors
G#m
You gotta' sink, gotta sink
G#m
Gotta sink to swim
G#m
Immerse yourself in rejection
G#m
Regurgitate some sorry tale
G#m
About a boy who sells his love affairs
G#m
You gotta' fake, fake, fake the pain
G#m
You better make, make, make it sting
G#m
You're gonna' break, break, break a leg
G#m
When you get on stage
G#m
And they scream your name
G#m D#/A# Cb D#/C#
("Oh, Cursive is so cool!")
[Outro]
("Oh, Cursive is so cool!")
G#m
You gotta' sink, gotta sink
Gotta sink to swim
D#/A#
Impersonate greater persons
Cb
Cause we all know art is hard
D#/C#
When we don't know who we are
G#m D#/A# Cb D#/C# (x2)
Gm/D