My Last Semester taby ukulele według The Wonder Years (Chwyty barytonu)

# ALL CREDIT TO RONA FROM HELLO MONROE!

G
I?m not sad anymore, I?m just tired of this place.
Em
The weight of the world be okay
Am
if it would pick a shoulder to lean on
D
So I could stand up straight.
G
I?m not sad anymore, I?m just tired of this place.
Em
The homophobic bullshit that?s somehow okay
Am                              D
Just because you didn?t mean it that way.

G
I can?t take anymore of all the scum in this place.
Em
Shitty dudes with tribal tattoos all around,
Am                                                D                                          G D
Lining up cheap beer and roofies for a party at their place.
G            Am          D
Trying to convince freshmen they?re somebody
G               Am         D                                 G
By spending all of their parents? money on kegstands
    Am            D                       G D
And Matt says I don?t fit in.
G         Am        D
All this mallrat goth shit is killing me.
G               Am                 D
Thought that would end with high school at least. 
G                                 Am
But there are still kids and Matt says
D (Hold )
?oeCollege hit those dudes like a ton of bricks.?

G               F#           Em
So they?re calling it blasphemy, 
    D             Am (Hold)
A fucking catastrophe
For saying it?s a stupid choice to make.
G            F#                   Em
But this place just brings misery.
   D                Am (hold )
I hate what it does to me.
                   D                                   G      F#            Em
I fight, but I can?t escape the way that I don?t fit in with any of this.
      G        F#                 Em
And I don?t think we?re the same.
G
I?m fucking losing my head trying to understand this.
Em
Kids outside with guitars hoping for someone to notice.Am                                
D
No one wants to hear your sappy bullshit.

G
All these fake-tan girls laughing at art school kids
Em
Getting lots in return for being substance-less.
Am
You?re too caught in semantics to see it,
D
But you?re no fucking different.
G               F#        Em
So they?re calling it blasphemy,
    D             Am(hold)
A fucking catastrophe

For saying it?s a stupid choice to make.
G           F#                Em
But this place just brings misery.
   D                Am (Hold)
I hate what it does to me.
                                                         G     F            Em
I fight, but I can?t escape the way that I don?t fit in with any of this.
        G        F                Em
And I don?t think we?re the same.
G
I?m not sad anymore, I?m just tired of this place.
Em
The weight of the world be okay
Am
if it would pick a shoulder to lean on
D
So I could stand up straight.
# Here?s My cover if you wanna follow my hands on what I?m doing :
# http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zMz9ncxSPBc