D#m F# B C# G#
           Tough these days
D#m F# B C# G#


[Verse 1]
                          D#m
You were knocking on the door, they're looking at you through the peeper
                   F#
You say you don't love them, they say they don't love you either
 B                 C#
You say you don't care, you're lying through your teeth-a
                 G#
You're cut deep down and the wound is getting deeper
                      D#m
You're getting kinda hungry looking like a Wiz Khalifa
                       F#
The roads are getting cold and now you're gonna catch a fever
 B               C#
Penny for your thoughts, that's because the door's staying closed
          G#
And your memories are getting no cheaper
        D#m
Family first, but you're not a believer
             F#
It's been a nightmare for this daydreamer
 B                C#
They've done you dirty and it's getting no cleaner
                        G#
Cos even though you're hurt they're calling it a misdemeanour


[Chorus]
           G#m C# D#m
Young boy run, run
F#                               C# G#  D#m
 They're tryna keep you in the slums, slums
F#          C#   D#m
 Young boy run, run
F#                   C#
 You gotta love yourself these days
                    G#
You gotta love yourself
           D#m  F#
Young boy run, run
               B                C#     G#
They're tryna keep you in the slums, slums
           D#m  F#
Young boy run, run
           B        C#
You gotta love yourself these days
                    G#
You gotta love yourself


[Verse 2]
           D#m
Panic sets in, you realise that you're standing there alone
               F#
You pick your bags up and your running for the stairway
B       C#
 Adrenaline running from your head into your toes
              G#
Because you know that people they escape rarely
             D#m
What's sin when you're sinning only to survive
                F#
You're getting by but you're just getting by barely
B          C#
 You storm in telling them that they don't know the struggle
           G#
They don't understand that struggle can be scary
                D#m
Bottom of the stairs you run out the fire exit
                        F#
Backstreet boy you don't wanna get arrested
 B                   C#
Running through the city's got this young boy breathless
N.C.
And he better be careful 'cos they'll eat him for breakfast


[Chorus]
           G#m C# D#m
Young boy run, run
F#                               C# G#  D#m
 They're tryna keep you in the slums, slums
F#          C#   D#m
 Young boy run, run
F#                   C#
 You gotta love yourself these days
                    G#
You gotta love yourself
           D#m  F#
Young boy run, run
               B                C#     G#
They're tryna keep you in the slums, slums
           D#m  F#
Young boy run, run
           B        C#
You gotta love yourself these days
                    G#
You gotta love yourself


[Verse 3]
                   D#m
You catch your reflection in the window of a building
 F#
He can hear the giggling of children
B           C#
 They walk past but they never help him
               G#
What he's seen in the window he could have killed him
           D#m
Young boy run, that young boy should have ran
  F#
Should have ran as fast as he can
      B             C#
He's looking at himself, he's no longer a young boy
      G#
He's looking back at a grown man


[Chorus]
N.C.
Young boy run, run
N.C.
They're tryna keep you in the slums, slums
N.C.
Young boy run, run
N.C.
You gotta love yourself these days
                    G#
You gotta love yourself
           D#m  F#
Young boy run, run
               B                C#     G#
They're tryna keep you in the slums, slums
           D#m  F#
Young boy run, run
           B        C#
You gotta love yourself these days
                    G#
You gotta love yourself


[Outro]
G#m C# D#m
F# C# G# D#m
F# C# D#m
F# C# G#