F Am Pick up the phone F Am Please, tell me you’re home F Am The monsters are gone F Am The wardrobe is closed F Am Where’s my guitar F Am They hate when I sing F Am So, fuck my guitar, yeah F Am Fuck everything String’s on a twist My ass they can kiss They’re making me sick Just, go suck my dick No, singing past ten You can’t stay in your bed So, fuck mom and dad I’m going real mad | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm F |