F       1 3 3 2 1 1 E       0 2 2 1 0 0 Eb      x 6 8 8 8 6 D       x 5 7 7 7 5 C       x 3 5 5 5 3 G       3 5 5 4 3 3 F*      x 8 10 10 10 8 E*      x 7 9 9 9 7 c*      8 10 10 9 8 8 The chords don’t line up with the words but it isn’t too difficult to work out where the changes are if you listen to the song. Part 1                       x2 Part 2                                                  *      *      *                      Part 1 (with words) Under constant correction A fraud A fraud Someone’s perception trying not to bore Im a cold-hearted kidda Applaud Applaud If you’re the highest bidder I’m yours Part 2 (with words) You figure out pathetic sets We’re not sure of the etiquette We think out pathetic sets We’re not sure of the etiquette And if you found this it’s probably too late Clinically cynical hereditary hate If you found this it’s probably too late [Unclear]...clinical I’m running out of mates Part 1 (with words) If we concentrate on being off the cuff Not sure we’re ready but probably rough Frightened that honesty isn’t enough And it’s nothing on the early stuff Part 2                                                    *      *      *