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Version 1 Version 2 Version 3 Version 4 Version 5 Version 6[Intro: Chevy] F#m Asus2 Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 Bm F#m Asus2 Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 Bm Hmm-mmm, mmm-mmm F#m Asus2 Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 Bm Hmm-mmm, mmm-mmm [Verse 1: Wilbur Soot] F#m Asus2 My keyboard's like my heart Dmaj7 It shines in RGB and it's full of blood A I don't know what is wrong with me F#m But I'm scared, pissed off and lonely (horny) F#m Asus2 I have trouble speaking to women Dmaj7 Unless they're 2D or high definition A Spend all my time on social media Bm This is the state that I'm in Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 A [Verse 2: Wilbur Soot] F#m Asus2 My Twitter feed's like my brain N.C. 'Cause I have it on dark mode Dmaj7 A Memorise everything she says So I can use it to guess her passcode F#m Asus2 She's beauty, she's grace Dmaj7 She has a profile picture of her gorgeous face A To try and get more sponsors Bm To try and get more sponsors Dmaj7 [Chorus: Wilbur Soot, Chevy] F#m Asus2 Dmaj7 But why don't you care? F#m Asus2 I have spent the past ten years of my life Dmaj7 Making you prepared F#m Asus2 You're political enough but not contrary Dmaj7 Sexual enough but not enough to scare me F#m Asus2 F#m Give me a reason not to be on my knees E The internet has ruined me F#m Asus2 Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 Bm Hmm-mmm [Verse 3: Wilbur Soot] F#m Asus2 Look, I know I must sound insane Dmaj7 But that's part of the package A If she can't handle me at my worst F#m She don't deserve my mental baggage Asus2 I know you want six foot four Dmaj7 But one foot more and I'd almost be tall enough A To reach the high shelf, be your incel Bm F#m Asus2 I think I might be a threat to myself Dmaj7 A Bm Dmaj7 A threat to myself [Chorus: Wilbur Soot, Chevy] F#m Asus2 Dmaj7 But why does she run? F#m Asus2 Dmaj7 When I'm monthly giving her fifty percent of my income F#m Asus2 It feels like my ideas of affection Dmaj7 Are based around artificial perfection F#m Asus2 Dmaj7 I just want to appease E F#m Asus2 Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 Bm The internet has ruined me F#m Asus2 Dmaj7 A Hmm-mmm, mmm-mmm Dmaj7 A Dmaj7 Bm Hmm-mmm, mmm-mmm [Outro: Wilbur Soot & Chevy] F#m Dmaj7 We used to sleep on call together Dmaj7 F#m We used to sleep on call together F#m Dmaj7 We used to sleep on call together Dmaj7 F#m We used to sleep on call together F#m Dmaj7 We used to sleep on call together Dmaj7 F#m We used to sleep on call together F#m Dmaj7 We used to sleep on call together E We used to sleep