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[Verse 1]
       Am                      G                      D
I was reading Slim Aarons and I got to thinking that I thought
 Am                            G                     D
Maybe I'd get less stressed if I was tested less like

All of these debutantes
 Am                        G                         D
Smiling for miles in pink dresses and high heels on white yachts
  Am        G       D
But I'm not, baby, I'm not
    Am      G       D
No, I'm not, that, I'm not

[Instrumental]
Am G D

[Chorus]
           C                      D
I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
 G            C
24/7 Sylvia Plath
                          D
Writing in blood on the walls
                       G                     C
'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad
                           D
Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that I'm not
        G         Gmaj7      Em
But at best I can say I'm not sad
        Am                   G                     D
'Cause hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
 Am                   G                    D
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have

[Verse 2]
       Am
I had fifteen-year dances
       G                         D
Church basement romances, yeah, I've cried
 Am                        G
Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums
        D
Is the only love I've ever known
  Am                           G                     D
Except for the stage, which I also call home, when I'm not
  Am                  G                       D
Servin' up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
  Am                         G                     D
Hello, it's the most famous woman you know on the iPad
  Am                      G                       D
Calling from beyond the grave, I just wanna say, "Hi, Dad"

[Chorus]
           C                      D
I've been tearing up town in my fucking white gown
          G               C
Like a goddamn near sociopath
                        D
Shaking my ass is the only thing that's
            G                     C
Got this black narcissist off my back
                                D
She couldn't care less, and I never cared more
           G          Gmaj7       Em
So there's no more to say about that
         Am                  G                    D
Except hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
 Am                   G                    D
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman with my past

[Bridge]
           Am                 G                 D
There's a new revolution, a loud evolution that I saw
 Am                      G                     D
Born of confusion and quiet collusion of which mostly I've known
 Am                       G                         D
A modern day woman with a weak constitution, 'cause I've got
 Am                      G                      D
Monsters still under my bed that I could never fight off
 Am                      G                       D
A gatekeeper carelessly dropping the keys on my nights off

[Chorus]
           C                     D
I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
 G              C
24/7 Sylvia Plath
                           D
Writing in blood on your walls
                      G                         C
'Cause the ink in my pen don't look good in my pad
       C                          D
They write that I'm happy, they know that I'm not
       G              Gmaj7      Em
But at best, you can see I'm not sad
      Am                    G                   D
But hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
  Am                   G                   D
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have

[Outro]
  Am                  G                    D
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
     C      G
But I have it
       D
Yeah, I have it
      C      G
Yeah, I have it
D
I have