My Junk taby ukulele według Spring Awakening (Chwyty barytonu)

G
In the midst of this nothing. This miss of a life.
       C
Still there's this wanting to see you go by.
       F
It's almost like lovin'. Sad as that is.
    C                     F
May not be cool, but it's so where I live.


     G
It's like I'm your lover or more like your ghost.
  C
I spend the day wondering what you do, where you go.
  F
I try and just kick it but what can I do.
      C                     F
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.


        G
See us, winter walking after a storm.
        C
It's chill in the wind but it's warm in your arms.
        F               C
The stop all snow line, may not be true.
      G                     F             C
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.


             G
Well, you?ll have to excuse me, I know it?s so off.
  C
I love when you do stuff that?s rude and so wrong.
     F
I go up to my room, turn the stereo on?
C                          F
Shoot up some you, and the you is some song.


  G
I lie back just driftin' and play out these scenes
  C
I ride on the rush of all the hopes and the dreams.
  F
I May be neglecting the things I should do.
    C                               F
But we've all got our junk, and my junk is you.


       G
See we still keep talkin' after you're gone.
       C
You still with me then feels so good in my arms.
       F               C
They say you go blind, maybe it's true.
       G                    F             C
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.


       F               C
It's like we stop time. What can I do?
       G                    F             C
We've all got our junk, and my junk is you.
 F          C
My junk is you.
 F          C
My junk is you.
 F    F    F
You. You. You.