Eb
Walked round the block a thousand times

Missed every call that I had tried, so now I'm giving up
Gm
A heartbreak in mid December

You don't give a fuck
Eb
You'd never remember me while you're pulling on his jeans

Getting lost in the big city
Bb
I was looking out your window

Watching all the cars go
Eb
Wondering if I'll see Chicago

Or a sunset on the west coast
Gm
Or will I die in the cold?

Feeling blue and alone
Eb                 F
I wonder if you'll ever hear this song on your stereo


[Chorus: Neck Deep]
Bb
I hope you get your ballroom floor
F
Your perfect house with rose red doors
Gm
I'm the last thing you'd remember
Eb          F
It's been a long, lonely December
Bb
I wish I'd known that less is more
F
But I was passed out on the floor
Gm
And that's the last thing I remember
Eb          F
It's been a long, lonely December


[Verse 2: Neck Deep]
Bb                    Bb
Cast me aside to show yourself in a better light
Eb
I came out breathing, barely breathing, and you came out alright
Gm
But I'm sure you'll take his hand

I hope he's better than I ever could've been
Eb
My mistakes were not intentions
F
This is a list of my confessions I couldn't say

Instrumental: Bb, Eb, Gm, Eb, F
F
Pain is never permanent but tonight it's killing me


[Chorus: Neck Deep]
Bb
I hope you get your ballroom floor
F
Your perfect house with rose red doors
Gm
I'm the last thing you'd remember
Eb
It's been a long, lonely December
Bb
I wish I'd known that less is more
F
But I was passed out on the floor
Gm
And that's the last thing I remember
Eb          F
It's been a long, lonely December

Intrumental: 
Dm, Eb, Bb, F
Dm, Eb, F

[Bridge: Mark Hoppus]
Dm          Eb
I miss your face
Bb
You're in my head
                F
There's so many things that I should've said
Bb        Eb                  F
A year of suffering, a lesson learned
Dm          Eb
I miss your face
Bb
You're in my head
                F
There's so many things that I should've said
Bb        Eb         F
A year of suffering, a lesson learned


[Chorus: Neck Deep & Mark Hoppus]
Bb
I hope you get your ballroom floor
F
Your perfect house with rose red doors
Gm
I'm the last thing you'd remember
Eb          F
It's been a long, lonely December
Bb
I wish I'd known that less is more
F
But I was passed out on the floor
Gm
And that's the last thing I remember
Eb          F
It's been a long, lonely December