Between The Bad Days

F# F# C# C# D#m D#m B B F# F# C# The cut on your lips left a taste in my mouth, D#m feelings aside, you drew blood in spite it's B not what I asked for, not what I asked for. F# More than a sinking ship, ore than just petty C# doubt, if you loosen your grip the world wont D#m know who I belong to (who I belong to), B who has the final say, can't keep my mind straight. F# We are too young (we are too young), C# closing the blinds, block out the sun, D#m birthday candles burn, 22 really hurts, B counting the spaces we need between the bad days. F# C# Another year passed and friendships get colder, D#m things taken in stride and plans pushed aside, B I don't feel any older (Don't feel any older). F# Living without the trust of getting what we want, C# and we are all caught up while our dreams gather dust, D#m what I belong to, who I belong to, B who has the final say, we started too late. F# We are too young (we are too young), C# closing the blinds, block out the sun, D#m birthday candles burn, 22 really hurts, B counting the spaces we need between the bad days. F# Not at all, it's depicted to be the C# hollowing of art is a withering reed, D#m we are too young to feel these things live B aint the way the way it seems. End-Chorus F# We are too young (we are too young), C# closing the blinds, block out the sun, D#m birthday candles burn, 22 really hurts, B counting the spaces we need between the bad days. F# We are too young (we are too young), C# closing the blinds, block out the sun, D#m birthday candles burn, 22 really hurts, B counting the spaces we need between the bad days. F# F# C# C# D#m D#m B B F#