Chords for The Me Inside of Me

Think.
_ Long and hard, conjure her up in your mind.
[Eb] What would she say?
What's her [Bb] final statement to a [Ebm] cold, uncaring planet?
[F] _ Dear world, believe it or not, I knew about fear.
I [F] knew the way loneliness stung.
I [Ebm] hid behind smiles and crazy hot clothes.
[B] I learned to kiss boys with my tongue.
That's good.
[Abm] But oh, [Db] the world, it held me down.
[Ebm] It [Bb] weighed like a concrete from Queen [Ebm] Crown.
_ [Db] _
No one [Em] _ [E] thinks a pretty girl has [Gbm] feelings.
_ No [Em] one gets her insecurity.
[B] _ _ _ I am [F] in [G] them shoulder pads and [C] makeup.
[Am] _ [Bb] No one sees [G] the me inside of _ [F] me.
Jesus, you're making me sound [Fm] like air supply.
Keep going.
This has to be good enough to fool the cops.
[F] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Ebm] _
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ [Ebm] Is it murder?
_ No, look, here's a suicide note.
_ They couldn't see past my rock star mystique.
[Eb] They wouldn't dare look in my eyes.
But [Ebm] just underneath was a terrified girl [B] who clings to her pillow and cries.
[Abm] My looks were [Db] just like [Ebm] prison _ [Fm] _
[Abm] bars.
They've [Gb] left me a [Abm] myriad [Db] of [Ebm] scars.
[Dbm] Myriad?
Nice.
[Em] No one thinks [E] a pretty [Dbm] girl has substance.
[Gbm] _ _
That's the curse [E] of popularity.
[B] _
[A] _ I am [G] more than just a [C] source of hand jobs.
No [Bb] one [A] sees the me inside of me.
[Dm] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ Heather Chan, there's [D] not your everyday suicide.
You should cancel [B] classes.
No way, coach.
I send the kids home before lunch and the switchboard will light up like a Christmas tree.
Our children are [Gb] dying.
[Db] I [Ebm] suggest we get everyone into the [Gb] cafeteria and just talk, _ [E]
feel together.
Thank [Gb] you, Miss Fleming.
Call me [Gm] when the shuttle lands.
[Abm] _ _ [G] I'm telling [Fm] you, we all [Eb] misjudged Heather Chandler.
[C] This is the [Bb] loveliest suicide note I've ever read.
[Fm] Box up [Eb] my clothing for goodwill [Eb] and give the poor minority [Fm] track.
Donate my car to cruel [Ab] kids or to those ghetto moms on [Abm] crack.
Give them [Bbm] my hats and my CDs, [Db] my pumps, my flats, [Gb] my three [Bb] TVs.
_ _ _ [Ab] No one [Eb]
thinks a pretty girl has [Fm] feelings.
[Eb] But I weep for all I fail [Ab] to be.
Maybe _ _ _
[Gb] _ I can help the world [B] by leaving.
[Abm] _
Maybe [A] that's the [Eb] me inside of [Db] me.
[Dbm] _ _ _ [Eb] _ [Db] Long [Dbm] weekend for [Ab] everybody.
_ _ [E] _
Which _ _ _ _ _ [A] gives us a [D] solid [E] of healing.
Now, I have [Dm] mimeographed copies of the suicide [Eb] notes so you all can [Ebm] feel Heather's [C] anguish.
I never knew about her pain.
[Bb] Her life had hit a rocky patch.
[D] Deep [C] down she wasn't cruel or vain.
[Eb] She [F] didn't mean to be a snatch.
[Gb] _
Veronica, you're very [Ab] quiet.
What's on your [Db] mind? _
Uh, [Gb] maybe Heather realized that in order to [A] be happy, she had to [Dbm] give up her power.
[Abm] And that the only way [A] to do that was death.
[Ab] _ _ [E] My God.
[Gbm]
Look [Abm] what we've done.
We're breaking through.
[B] Heather would be so [Ab] proud of you.
_ _ _ [Db] _ _ [D] No one thinks [E] a pretty girl can [Gbm] touch you.
Heather touching me.
[A] But she's [E] made us better than we [A] were.
Heather's [G] dead, but she will [Am] live inside me.
And [Bb] I'll be [D] the me inside [E] of her.
Holy crap!
[F] This is awesome!
[Bb]
Heather cried, [F] her sins fell on her [Gm] shoulders.
Heather [Dm] _ [Eb] died so we could [Bb] all be free. _
_ Heather's gone, but she will live [Bbm] forever. _
She's the [Db] dove that sings outside [Gb] my window.
[Ab] She's the twin from whom I'm [Bbm] separated.
She's the [Ab] horse I _ [Bbm] _ never_
[Ebm] Heather sees [Ab] the me inside [Bbm] of me.
_ _ _ [Eb] _
[Ebm] Heather _ is the [Ab] me [A] inside of me.
[B] Inside _ [Db] of _ _ _ me. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Dbm] _ _ _ _ _