verse 1 
B                               Bsus2 
For almost 30 years, I've known something was wrong 
B 
But Mom said weakness causes bloating, so I tried to be strong 
E                                          F# 
Fake it till you make it, that's how I got by 
B                                          Bsus2       B 
And when I tried to find the reason for my sadness and terror 
B                      Bsus2     B 
All the solutions were trial and error 
E                                                  F# 
Take this pill, say this chant, move here for this guy 
    G#m         E       B     F# 
But now there's no need for regret 
       G#m       E  F# 
'Cause I'm about to get 

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Chorus 
B 
A diagnosis! 
E 
A diagnosis! 
               G#m E 
Don't tell me "No, sis- 
                   F# 
Ter, you don't fit in." 
         B                  E 
Doc, prescribe me my tribe, give me my throng 
F#                      G#m 
Tell me that this whole time I've belonged 
           E                F#           B 
With those other people who share my diagnosis 


verse 2 
B 
What could it be? What could be right? 
B 
Schizophrenic or bipolar lite? 
E                                               F# 
I've never heard voices, but maybe it's time to start 
N.C. 
You're super cool, Rebecca 

Thanks! 



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Chorus 
B 
Obsessives with numbers, hoarders with cats 
B 
I could really rock a tinfoil hat 
E                                                    F# 
Perfect they're not, but at least they know who they are 
G#m     E          B        F# 
No more bad pills, fads, or tricks 
G#m            E             F# 
Who says there isn't an easy fix? 



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Chorus 
B 
With a diagnosis! 
             E 
I'm ready to blow this 
G#m                              E              F# 
Joint, and by "joint," I mean my inner sense of confusion 
N.C. 
You said that confusingly 

Shhh! 
      B                     E 
I'm aware mental illness is stigmatized 
        F#                    G#m 
But the stigma is worth it if I've realized 
E                F#                     B 
Who I'm meant to be, armed with my diagnosis 


verse 4 
D#m                                          E 
Oh, the doctors that I've met who didn't get me! 
         D#m                             E 
This one naturopath used feathers to pet me 
          C#m                       G#m 
They said anxiety, insomnia were my affliction 
    C#m                     G#m 
The naturopath said it was sex addiction 
    C#m                 B 
But all those things I knew I wasn't 
E                    F# 
Yes, I like penises, but who doesn't? 


Verse 5 
   C#m                        B 
So put me in a bottle, slap a label on 
E                               F# 
List out the side effects, then worries be gone 
       C#m D#m E    F    F# 
'Cause finally I'll know this 
       B 
My diagnosis!