Chords for Stufy - The Most Personal Song Ever Written By Me - DIY Sessions

Tempo:
119.45 bpm
Chords used:

G

D

C

Em

B

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Stufy - The Most Personal Song Ever Written By Me - DIY Sessions chords
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[Ab]
[Bb]
[G]
[D]
[Ebm] [Em] [C]
[G] I [D]
[G]
[D] [Em] [G]
[D]
[G] didn't want to be a [C] boy when I was [G] five years old.
There weren't enough naps to fix the [D] exhaustion of being told [Em] that the colors I preferred
[C] and the stuffies I [G] loved to hold weren't [D] made for me.
[G] I didn't want to be a girl when I was scared to die, but there were definitely times [D] I
couldn't stand [A] being alive.
[Em] And that's kind of a shitty place to be [G] when you were five, wouldn't you [D] agree?
[G]
I spent [Em] my [E] preschool years [B] standing in swings alone, [C] screaming at passing [G] planes to come
and take [D] me home because [B] I'd been disowned by gender that [C] condones nothing but its own ritual.
[Cm] And
[G]
soon I couldn't feel a thing, [C] except that wet [G] pants kind of shame, and I always had
it on me [D] like my stuffies and my name.
[Em] So uncomfortable [B] I wish [C] I remembered to [G] pack a change of [D] everything.
[G] But some things can't be remedied by medicine or time, and I couldn't change the world,
so I just had [D] to change my mind, [Em] and the nurse's office [G] was the only place that I could hide
from all [D] my peers.
So I [Em] gave myself [B] blisters always faking, sick so [C] busy making [G] friends out of their stones
[D] and sticks [Em] that break my bones.
Couldn't fix [B] my lack of a sidekick, [C] but then I had my [Cm] stuffies for that.
[G]
[D] [Em] Made it against the world for [B] fucking liking pink, [C] and if I take a [G] stab it bleeds a black
[A] gastric that [Em] spatters me, a phaget [B] and gets in my eyes [C] after a thousand [G] gallons I can't [A] hold.
But you're right, for [Em] all the five year olds who [C] just can't undo said [G] why the [D] rent is make
them not [Em] a hindering it [C] isn't enough to [G] take a thousand.
[D]
[C] [G]
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [C] [G]
[D] [C]
[Cm]
[Gm] I didn't want to be a [C] boy when I was [Gm] five years old.
There weren't enough naps to fix the [D] exhaustion of [Eb] being told [Em] that the colors [Bm] I preferred
in [C] the stuffies I love [G] to hold weren't [D] made for me.
[G] [F]
[D] Thanks.
Key:  
G
2131
D
1321
C
3211
Em
121
B
12341112
G
2131
D
1321
C
3211
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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ [Ebm] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [G] I _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] didn't want to be a [C] boy when I was [G] five years old.
There weren't enough naps to fix the [D] exhaustion of being told [Em] that the colors I preferred
[C] and the stuffies I [G] loved to hold weren't [D] made for me. _ _ _ _
_ [G] I didn't want to be a girl when I was scared to die, but there were definitely times [D] I
couldn't stand [A] being alive.
[Em] And that's kind of a shitty place to be [G] when you were five, wouldn't you [D] agree?
_ _ _ _ _ [G]
I spent [Em] my [E] preschool years [B] standing in swings alone, [C] screaming at passing [G] planes to come
and take [D] me home because [B] I'd been disowned by gender that _ [C] condones nothing but its own ritual.
[Cm] And _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ soon I couldn't feel a thing, [C] except that wet [G] pants kind of shame, and I always had
it on me [D] like my stuffies and my name.
[Em] So uncomfortable [B] I wish [C] I remembered to [G] pack a change of [D] everything. _ _ _ _ _
_ [G] But some things can't be remedied by medicine or time, and I couldn't change the world,
so I just had [D] to change my mind, [Em] and the nurse's office [G] was the only place that I could hide
from all [D] my peers. _ _ _ _
So I [Em] gave myself [B] blisters always faking, sick so [C] busy making [G] friends out of their stones
[D] and sticks [Em] that break my bones.
Couldn't fix [B] my lack of a sidekick, [C] but then I had my [Cm] stuffies for that. _ _
_ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [Em] Made it against the world for [B] fucking liking pink, [C] and if I take a [G] stab it bleeds a black
[A] gastric that [Em] spatters me, a phaget [B] and gets in my eyes [C] after a thousand [G] gallons I can't [A] hold.
But you're right, for [Em] all the five year olds who [C] just can't undo said [G] why the [D] rent is make
them not _ [Em] a hindering it [C] isn't enough to [G] take a thousand.
_ _ [D] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ [D] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] I didn't want to be a [C] boy when I was [Gm] five years old.
There weren't enough naps to fix the [D] exhaustion of [Eb] being told [Em] that the colors [Bm] I preferred
in [C] the stuffies I love [G] to hold weren't [D] made for me. _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ [D] Thanks. _ _ _ _ _

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