Inro: E5

E5
Yeah, yo
This is not the end, this is not the beginning
Just a voice like a riot, rocking every revision
But you listen to the tone, and the violent rhythm
And though the words sound steady, something empty's within 'em
We say yeah, with fists flying up in the air
Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there
'Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear
Until we dead it forget it, let it all disappear

E
Waiting for the end to come
              A
Wishing I had strength to stand
                 B7
This is not what I had planned
                   E   B
It's out of my control
E
Flying at the speed of light
                       A
Thoughts were spinning in my head
                    B7
So many things were left unsaid
                     E  B
It's hard to let you go

Chorus:
C#m                      A
 I know what it takes to move on
C#m                     A
 I know how it feels to lie
E                  B
 All I wanna do is trade this life for something new
 C#m                          A      E
 Holding on to what I haven't   got

E
Sitting in an empty room
             A
Trying to forget the past
               B7
This was never meant to last
                 E  B
I wish it wasn't so

Refrão:

E5
What was left when that fire was gone
I thought it felt right but that right was wrong
All caught up in the eye of the storm
And trying to figure out what it's like moving on
And I don't even know what kind of things I said
My mouth kept moving and my mind went dead
So picking up those pieces now where to begin
The hardest part of ending is starting again

( E  C#m  B )

E
 All I wanna do is trade this life for something new
 C#m                         B    E
 Holding on to what I haven't got

E
This is not the end, this is not the beginning

Just a voice like a riot, rocking every revision
        C#m
But you listen to the tone, and the violent rhythm            (I'm holding on to what I haven't)
               B
And though the words sound steady, something empty's within 'em  (got)
       E
We say yeah, with fists flying up in the air

Like we're holding onto something that's invisible there
             C#m
'Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear     (Holding on to what I haven't)
         B                                        E
Until we dead it forget it, let it all disappear              (got)