Came Out Swinging taby ukulele według The Wonder Years

D
Moved all my shit into my parent's basement
    G
And out of our old apartment
  Bm                          A
I know things changed but I'm not sure when
   D
I guess you'd call this regression
          G
I left a real job and a girlfriend
     Bm                      A
I convinced myself that I'm brave enough for all of this
Em                  G             D
Well, I spent this whole year in airports
          A               Em        G     D
And the floor feels like home, whoa-oh-oh-oh
                 A    Em
At least we're never alone
         G           D                  A            Em        G    D
I lost track of the time zones and I'd call but you know, whoa-oh-oh-oh


                G
I'm running on empty
     D                   A                    G
The late nights and the long drives start to get to me

I'm just so tired


              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for
        G          D              A
I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
   G
I came in here alone
         D
Came in here alone
                   A
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore


G D A


            D
Been on a steady fast food diet
       G                       Bm
Like we're this generation's Morgan Spurlock
        A
But we don't admit defeat
    D                         G
My body feels rejected and I can't say that I blame it
    Bm
My heart keeps saying stay young
     A
My lower back seems to disagree
    Em         G            D            A         Em         G     D
I unrolled a cheap cotton blanket on an old dirty couch, whoa-oh-oh-oh
            A             Em
I felt the year start to wind down
          G        D
I can't stand any dead space
       A          Em        G     D
Empty beds bum me out, whoa-oh-oh-oh


              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for
        G          D              A
I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
   G
I came in here alone
         D
Came in here alone
                   A
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore


G D A


   D                         G
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
          Bm                         A
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
        D                       G
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
    Bm                         A
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there
   D                         G
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
          Bm                         A
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
        D                       G
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
    Bm                         A
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there
   D                         G
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
          Bm                         A
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
        D                       G
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
    Bm                         A            D
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there