The Diary - Hollywood Undead, ukulele chords

Published: 2017-07-29 16:18
Selection chords: Katie Paterson

Am Dm G C F Dm E7 E7

Chorus:
Am                           Dm
Cuz I donʼt wanna be like this,
G                            C
Iʼve been running these streets for too long now,
F                            Dm
Iʼve got nothing, itʼs true, but this song now.
E7
But the further I go, I wanna go home.

Verse:
Am                           Dm
I f**king swear that I care, but itʼs hard when you stare
G                            C
into the bottom of a bottle that is empty and bare.
F                            Dm
Oh my desolate soul, in my desolate home,
E7
itʼs my desolate role, yeah Iʼm here all alone.
Am                           Dm
I canʼt think of a reason to get the f**k out of bed,
G                            C
curtains close, lights are off, am I alive or dead?
F                            Dm
I havenʼt shaved in a week, I always slur when I speak.
E7
Dollar is at itʼs peak, another fit just to sleep.
Am                           Dm
Oh whoa itʼs me, whoa itʼs me, I guess I need love.
G                            C
Whoʼs it ya see, whoʼs it ya see, Iʼm just in a rud.
F                            Dm
And I swear Iʼm trying, baby please, baby donʼt leave.
E7
Goddamn, mothaf**ka, but I guess thatʼs just me.
Am                           Dm
So Iʼll sit in my room and Iʼll cry in my bed,
G                            C
thinking about all the shit that made me wrong in my head.
F                            Dm
I keep trying to climb but it seems so steep,
E7
pour my self a f**king whiskey and go back to sleep.

Chorus:
Am                           Dm
Cuz I donʼt wanna be like this,
G                            C
Iʼve been running these streets for too long now,
F                            Dm
Iʼve got nothing, itʼs true, but this song now.
E7
But the further I go, I wanna go home.

Verse:
Am                             Dm
I watch my momma cry, she says "baby why",
G                             C
I say "baby die, babysʼ gone, like a suicide"
F                                       Dm
I donʼt think youʼll see him soon, mom, stay out my room, mom.
E7
Tell daddy that I hate that motherf**ker like you, mom.
Am                             Dm
I sing this shit for you daddy, Sasha and Jordan.
G                             C
These memories keep gettin warmer everytime that I hold them.
F                                       Dm
I pour this out for you like a partner in crime.
E7
Itʼs part of the times, when your sick in the mind.
Am                             Dm
Yeah Iʼm sick, oh so sick, Iʼm so sick of this shit.
G                             C
Yeah Iʼm lit, Iʼm so lit, Iʼm so fucked up off it.
F                                       Dm
So I stumble around, till I stumble, fall down
E7
to this puddle of my tears laying here on the ground.
Am                             Dm
When youʼve got nothing left, youʼve got nothing left to loose.
G                             C
With my last and single breath, Iʼll still be singing to you.
F                                       Dm
So when you bury me, man, you better bury me deep.
E7
And sing along to this song cuz youʼre broken like me.

Chorus:
Am                           Dm
Cuz I donʼt wanna be like this,
G                            C
Iʼve been running these streets for too long now,
F                            Dm
Iʼve got nothing, itʼs true, but this song now.
E7
But the further I go, I wanna go home.

Bridge:
Am                     Dm
And I wanna go back to the start,
G                      C
Back where we started from.
F                      Dm
And I know itʼs been so long.
E7
I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong all along.

Chorus:
Am                           Dm
Cuz I donʼt wanna be like this,
G                            C
Iʼve been running these streets for too long now,
F                            Dm
Iʼve got nothing, itʼs true, but this song now.
E7
But the further I go, I wanna go home.