Offer Alanis Morissette
[D]Who, [Bm]who am I to be [D]blue?
[Bm]Look at my family and [D]fortune.
[Bm]Look at my friends and m[D]y house.[Bm]
[D]Who, [Bm]who am I to feel [D]deadened?
[Bm]Who am I to feel s[D]pent?
[Bm]Look at my health and my[D] money. [Bm]
[D]And where, [Bm]where do I go to feel [D]good?
[Bm]Why do I still look o[D]utside me?
[Bm]Clearly I've seen it w[D]on't work.[Bm]
[D]Is it my calling to keep[G] on when I'm unable, and
[D]Is it my job to be s[Bm]elfless extraordi[G]naire, and
[D]My generosit[G]y has me disabled, by this
[D]My sense of dut[Bm]y to offer. [D] [Bm] [D] [Bm]
(the verses and the chorus are the same from here out, I just included them so you
have the words)
Why, why do I feel so ungrateful?
Me who is far beyond survival.
Me who sees life as an oyster.
And how, how dare I rest on my laurels?
How dare I ignore an outstretched hand?
How dare I ignore a third world country?