December

Verso:
            D/F#
Stumbled 'round the block a dozen times
          A
You missed every call that I had tried, so now I'm giving up
Bm
A heartbreak in mid December
  G
You don't give a fuck, you never remember me
D/F#                     A
While you're pulling on his jeans
                 Bm
Getting lost in the big city
               G
I was looking out our window
          D/F#                       A
Watching all the cars go, wondering if I'll see Chicago
           Bm
Or a sunset on the West-Coast
             G
Or will I die in the cold
            D/F#
Feeling blue and alone
       A
I wonder if you'll ever hear this song on your stereo
Refrão:
D/F#                  A
I hope you get your ballroom floor,
                      Bm
Your perfect house with rose-red doors,
                   G
I'm the last thing you remember,
I's been a long lonely December.
D/F#                    A
I wish I'd known that less is more,
                 Bm
But I was passed out on the floor,
                     G
And that's the last thing I remember,
It's been a long lonely December.
Verso:
D/F#
Cast me aside to show yourself in a better light,
                               A
I came out grieving, barely breathing and you came out alright.
      Bm
But I'm sure you'll take his hand,
        G
I hope he's better than I ever could've been,
 D/F#
My mistakes were not intentions,
        A                     D/F#        G
This is a list of my confessions I couldn't say
Pain is never permanent, but tonight it's killing me
Refrão:
D/F#                       A
I hope you get your ballroom floor,
                      Bm
Your perfect house with rose-red doors,
                   G
I'm the last thing you remember,
I's been a long lonely December.
D/F#                       A
I wish I'd known that less is more,
                 Bm
But I was passed out on the floor,
                     G
And that's the last thing I remember,
It's been a long lonely December.
Ponte:
D/F#                       * A*
I miss your face, you're in my head
                         Bm*
There's so many things that I should've said,
                   G*
A year of suffering, a lesson learned.
D/F#                        A
I miss your face, you're in my head
                         Bm
There's so many things that I should've said,
                   G
A year of suffering, a lesson learned.
Refrão:
D/F#                       A
I hope you get your ballroom floor,
                      Bm
Your perfect house with rose-red doors,
                   G
I'm the last thing you remember,
I's been a long lonely December.
D/F#                      A
I wish I'd known that less is more,
                 Bm
But I was passed out on the floor,
                     G
And that's the last thing I remember,
It's been a long lonely December.