Waiting For The End

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

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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   
 Holding on to what I haven't   
   E
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                         
Until we dead it forget it, let it 
               E
all disappear              (got)