[Intro] C#m  A  F#m  D7M

C#m      A
Scattered
F#m
Like the leaves upon the wind when
C#m       A         F#m
Seasons must begin to change again
C#m      A
Shattered
F#m
Pointed shards, a heart is broken

       C#m           A         D7M
Left in patterns on the carpet where she wept
C#m            A
Tear-stained face, I can't face these
F#m
Demons all alone, they don't like me
C#m            A
All night, they stay and eat like
F#m
They talk and they write in thunder and lightening

C#m     A
Gloves on, match met
F#m
God makes Her bet
 C#m            A           D7M
That I'll lay my head down again in this bed

C#7M                A
I think I might need some help
               F#m
I don't feel like myself
                G#
I don't feel like myself
C#7M                A
I think I might need some help
                F#m
I don't feel like myself
                G
I don't feel like myself

C#m      A
Scattered
       F#m
Like the leaves upon the wind when
 C#m      A          F#m
Seasons must begin to change again
C#m      A
Shattered

F#m
Pointed shards, a heart is broken
       C#m          A         D7M
Left in pieces on the carpet where she bled
C#m             A
Bloodstained hands all around me
F#m
Hidden blades in a two-faced society
     C#m               A
With sinister grins, they carve out their wings
 F#m
From what's left of my sanity

 C#m              A
Gloves on (Gloves on), match met (Match met)
 F#m
God makes Her last bet (God makes Her bet)
 C#m             A            D7M
That I'll lay my head down again in this bed

   C#m               A
I think I might need some help
                F#m
I don't feel like myself
               G#
I don't feel like myself
   C#m               A
I think I might need some help
                F#m
I don't feel like myself
               F#m
I don't feel like myself

C#m               A
Clothing scattered all over my single bedroom apartment
F#m
My drink splattered look just like the paint on a Jackson Pollock
  C#m                A
My grey matter been havin' me seein' red, but regardless

F#m
I'm not just mad at myself, I'm mad at the world
  C#m                       A
My girl says I got trust issues, honestly, I fuck with you

      F#m
It's just I need the guts to say, "Fuck it" and open up to you
C#m                     A
But it's just open cuts too disgusting to be discussed with you
F#m
Too caught up in my emotions like Usher to confess to you
C#m                  A
Caught up in my dreams and nightmares, demons don't fight fair
F#m
Wakin' up weepin' from my night terrors, I'm actin' light-skinned

   C#m                A
Really dreamin' of cryin', I need me a Zion right here
              D7M
Can't see 'em comin' down my eyes, so I write tears (Oh, oh, woah)

  C#7M              A
I think I might need some help (I don't feel like myself)
                F#m
I don't feel like myself (I don't feel like myself)
                G#
I don't feel like myself (Anymore)
   C#7M              A
I think I might need some help
                F#m
I don't feel like myself
                G#
I don't feel like myself