Chord ​oh are you bipolar one or two? by glaive

Intro F Bb Dm Gm x2 Verse 1 F Bb The moment I turn 23 Dm Gm I'll grab the gun my father gave to me F Bb On my birthday, when I turned 17 Dm Gm I'll lay a note right next to me that says F Bb Split the money that I have Dm Gm Evenly between my mom and my dad F Bb Dm Gm I'll speak so eloquently on what to do with each half F Bb Dm Gm I'll tell Rebecca, “buy a home down the road from cypress grove” F Bb And I know, mother, you don't want me to go Dm Gm But I must go F Bb And ill tell mark to buy a car Dm Gm Please know you're always in my heart F Bb Even when my conscious soul departs Dm Gm You did your job F Bb And to Chris, I hope you're smiling Dm Gm ‘cause you kept the boy from dying F For almost a decade Bb Man fuck what my friends say Dm One twitch of the finger Gm Fuck around, and I’m dead weight F Dont believe what the press says Bb I did this for me Dm And no one else in the best way Gm F To all of my friends, you know I wish you the best Bb And when you say my name Dm Say that shit with your chest N.C. And I think i should be clear N.C. I don't want Chorus F Bb I don't wanna be here Dm Gm With people that, that I didn't know last year F At fucking all Bb You don’t want to be here When I blow my Dm Top Off F Girl, I dont want to be here at all Bb Dm Gm At all, At all, At all, At all F I put the metal to skin Bb Dm And I'll go off on a whim and say Gm That I dont want to be here at fucking all. Verse 2 F Bb I wonder if tomorrow would've been better? Dm Gm F In all honesty, it don’t even matter at all Bb Dm ‘Cause it bends, it breaks, it falls Gm And I'm here right now F So just hear me out Bb Know I let you down Dm Gm F But I can't, no I can't, I can't Bb Dm Change anything, this trajectory Gm It was meant for me F It was meant to be Bb Don't let my mom see me Dm Before they bury me Gm ‘Cause the man in that coffin F Shit, he's barely me Bb Dm Plenty people gone say they were there for me Gm F They weren't there for me, they didn't care for me, so Chorus Bb I don't wanna be here Dm Gm With people that, that I didn't know last year F At fucking all Bb You don’t want to be here When I blow my Dm Top Off F Girl, I dont want to be here at all Bb Dm Gm At all, At all, At all, At all F I put the metal to skin Bb Dm And I'll go off on a whim and say Gm That I dont want to be here at fucking all.