F Dm I wear a sweater to the beach Am C I'm paler than a vampire F Dm I got a couple crooked teeth Am C If somebody's nice, I think they're a liar F Dm Am C But it's kind of a blessin' bein' insecure F Dm Am C Not a thing you can think I haven't thought before (One, two, three) Chorus: F Dm There's nothin' you can do to make me Am C Hate me more than I hate myself F Dm There's nothin' you can do to shake me Am C Or break me, if you can't tell F Dm Am C I already lit the matches, burned it down, said farewell F Dm There's nothin' you can do to make me Am C F Hate me more than I hate myself I keep my head held high I keep my expectations low 'Cause when you're already dead inside There's only up to go Yeah, it's kind of a blessin' bein' self-aware You could give me your worst and I wouldn't care Chorus: No, there's nothin' you can do to make me Hate me more than I hate myself There's nothin' you can do to shake me Or break me, if you can't tell I already lit the matches, burned it down, said farewell There's nothin' you can do to make me Hate me more than I hate myself I'm like rubber, you're like glue Whatever you say Will bounce off me and stick to you Hate if you wanna hate I'm like rubber, you're like glue Whatever you say Will bounce off me and stick to you Hate if you wanna hate | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm C Dm F |