A Song From Under The Floorboards

[Verse 1]
I am angry, I am ill and I'm as ugly as sin
My irritability keeps me alive and kicking
I know the meaning of life, it doesn't help me a bit
I know beauty and I know a good thing when I see it

[Chorus]
This is a song [Am]from under the floorboards
This is a song [Am]from where the wall [Em]is cracked
By force of habit, I am an insect
I have to [C7]confess I'm proud as hell of that fact

[Verse 2]
I know the highest and [Bm]the best
I accord them [A]all [Em]due ɾespect
But the brightest jewel inside of me
Glows with pleasure at my [A]own stupidity

[Chorus]
This is a song [Am]from under the floorboards
This is a song [Am]from where the wall [Em]is cracked
By force of habit, I am an insect
I have to [C7]confess I'm proud as hell of that fact

[Verse 3]
I used to [C7]make ρhantoms I could later chase
Images of all [Em]that could be [Am]desired
Then I got [Fm7]tired of counting all [Em]of these blessings
And then I just got [Fm7]tired

[Chorus]
This is a song [Am]from under the floorboards
This is a song [Am]from where the wall [Em]is cracked
By force of habit, I am an insect
I have to [C7]confess I'm proud as hell of that fact