Missing You taby ukulele według All Time Low

D
I heard that you've been
                                       G
Self-medicating in the quiet of your room,
                                                 Em
Your sweet, suburban tomb.
                                        A
And if you need a friend,
                                               D
I'll help you stitch up your wounds.
D
I heard that you've been
                                                   G
Having some trouble finding your place in the world.
                                                Em
I know how much that hurts,
                                     A
But if you need a friend
                                                D
Then please just say the word...
G                               A
You've come this far,
                                  Bm
You're all cleaned up,
You've made a mess again,
G
There's no more trying,
                                   A
Time to sort yourself out...
D
Hold on tight,
                        Bm
This ride is a wild one,
                    G
Make no mistake,
                                                   A
The day will come when you can't 
                                       D
cover up what you've done,
                                     D
Now don't lose your fight, kid,
                                 Bm
It only takes a little push to pull on through,
                                  G
With so much left to do;
                              A
You'll be missing out, and we'll be 
                 D
missing you.
     D
I heard that you've been
                                                   G
Having some trouble finding your place in the world.
                                               Em
I know how much that hurts,
                                  A
And if you need a friend
                                          D
Then please just say the word...

G                               A
You've come this far,
                                  Bm
You're all cleaned up,
You've made a mess again,
G
There's no more trying,
                                   A
Time to sort yourself out...
D
Hold on tight,
                        Bm
This ride is a wild one,
                    G
Make no mistake,
                                                   A
The day will come when you can't 
                                       D
cover up what you've done,
                                     D
Now don't lose your fight, kid,
                                 Bm
It only takes a little push to pull on through,
                                  G
With so much left to do;
                              A
You'll be missing out, and we'll be 
                 D
missing you.
Em                                     A
Grit your teeth, pull your hair,
                                          D
Paint the walls black and scream, 
   A
"Fuck the world
                        Bm
'Cause it's my life, I'm gonna take it back,"
          G
And never for a second blame 
   A
yourself.

D
Hold on tight,
                        Bm
This ride is a wild one,
                    G
Make no mistake,
                                                   A
The day will come when you can't 
                                       D
cover up what you've done,
(no, you can't cover up)
(one, two, three, four!)

D
Hold on tight,
                        Bm
This ride is a wild one,
                    G
Make no mistake,
                                                   A
The day will come when you can't 
                                       D
cover up what you've done,
                                     D
Now don't lose your fight, kid,
                                 Bm
It only takes a little push to pull on through,
                                  G
With so much left to do;
                              A
You'll be missing out, and we'll be 
                 D
missing you.