Hell On The Throat taby ukulele według Dashboard Confessional

A                           D
  A line of strands to mark the trail
D                  E7               A
No one said  it would be easy
A
  I must admit
D                           D
  I thought that risk was better 
E7               A
waged in younger seasons


Refrain:
              F#m
And all these years in the cold 
     A
play hell on the throat
      D
Until everything I say 
           A
burns like cinders


Chorus:
         A         
But it's hard to belong 
     F#m      
to a girl or a song
       D                     E7             A
In the crease of a strangling winter
      A            
It's strange to be lost
          F#m        
Stranger still to belong on 
        D               E7          A
the strings of a twisting line


A                       D
  Along the way the turns are sharp
D          E7
No one said they 
         A
would be easy
A
  I must admit 
D                   D
  I thought the trip was better 
E7              A
made in younger seasons


Refrain:
              F#m
But all these years in pursuit 
       A
made a man of a fool
     D                      A
Till every word I say is on waver


Chorus 2:
          A         
Well it's hard to belong 
     F#m       
To a girl or a song 
          D             E7            A
In the case of a selfish believer
      A            
It's strange to be lost 
 F#m              
Stranger still to belong on 
       D               E7        A
the strings of a twisting line 


Outro:
A                       E6               F#m
  And when the path I have made 
                A                  D
From the grass to the grave
         E7        A
I will love you still
A                       E6                 F#m
  And when the sand turns to glass 
                      A             D
And all that's left is the past
         E           A
I will love you still