All Time Low - Thanks to you

^AmThanks to you, I'm moving ^Fon Chasing out my sk^Celetons and the troubles they have c^Gaused ^Am And all thanks to you I'm turning o^Fver the pages in this ^Cbook of revelations a^Gbout self-medication

^Am But there's this ringing in my ^Fhead (who said it was gonna be easy?) ^Am As the ghost of you hangs ^Gover my bed

^CThanks to you, I'm not ^Ammyself I'm al^Eml strung out, that much is ^Fclear And I'll spend my^C whole life-time with^Am your life-line w^Emrapped around my ^Fthroat ^GThanks to you ^CAll thanks to you

^Am Thanks to you, I've lost my t^Fouch I struggle to find the ^Csense in making sense And giving a ^Gsemblance of a fuck

^Am And thanks to you, for all the ^Fnightmares There's not a night that I sleep q^Cuiet and complacent without my ^Gmedication ^Am'Cause there's this ringing in my ^Fhead (who said it was gonna be easy?) ^Am As the ghost of you hangs ^Gover my bed

Thanks to you, ^CI'm not myself ^AmI'm all strung out, ^Emthat much is clear^F And I'll spend my ^Cwhole life-time with^Am your life-line wra^Empped around my ^Fthroat ^GThanks to you ^CAll thanks to you