G G7+
My skin is a story
G7 C
With marks and lines, it makes me weary
G G7+
My face is like a galaxy
G7 C
With spotty freckle stars and no sense of gravity
G
But even with the good
G7+
The bad feels so much stronger
G7
My inner demons, they always win
C
And in my mind they saunter
G
So many things that I've come to hate
G7+
They line my body and caress my face
G7
I feel so frail and empty too
C
Like a china tea cup with dried out glue
G G7+
I am made of porcelain
G7 C
I'm cracking now and then, it wears me down
G G7+
And I am made of porcelain
G7
I look okay but I am breaking down
C
Over and over again
Cm
Oh, over and over again
G G7+
Stretches and patches corrupt my flesh
G7 C
Slowly eating away any confidence that's left
G
And I really wish I wouldn't let
G7+
My appearance dictate how much I fret
G7 C
Because they say what's inside is what really matters
G
But I really can't seem to ignore
G7+
The parts of me that I abhor
G7 C
It makes me feel like I am weak and battered
G G7+
I am made of porcelain
G7 C
I'm cracking now and then, it wears me down
G G7+
And I am made of porcelain
G7
I look okay but I am breaking down
C
Over and over again
Cm
Oh, over and over again
G G7+
Oooooo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oooo-oo-oo
G7 C
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oooo-oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo
G G7+
Oooooo, oo-oo-oo-oo-oooo-oo-oo
G7 C
Oo-oo-oo-oo-oooo-oo-oo, oo-oo, oo-oo
Cm
Oo-oo-oooo