Bastille - Good grief

^GWatching through my ^Gfingers ^FWatching through my ^Cfingers

^GShut my eyes and cou^Gnt to ten, it goes in o^Fne ear out the other ^COne ear out the other ^GBurning bright right till the end, now you’ll be ^Fmissing from the photographs ^FMissing from the photographs

^GWatching through my ^Gfingers... ^FWatching through my ^Cfingers...

^GIn my thoughts you’re ^Gfar away and you are w^Fhistling a melody ^CWhistling a melody ^GCrystallizing clear as day, oh I can ^Fpicture you so easily ^CPicture you so easily

^EmWhat’s gonna be left of the w^Corld if you’re not in it ^EmWhat’s gonna be left of the ^Dworld, oh

^GEvery minute and ev^Cery ^Ghour ^EmI miss you, I miss you, I^C miss you mor^Ge! ^GEvery stumble and e^Cach misfi^Gre ^EmI miss you, I miss you, I^C miss you mor^Ge!

^GWatching through my f^Cing^Gers ^EmWatching through my f^Cingers

^GCaught off guard by your ^Gfavourite song ^FI’ll be dancing at a funeral, ^Cdancing at a funeral ^GSleeping in the ^Gclothes you love ^FIt’s such a shame we had to see them burn, ^Cshame we had to see them burn

^EmWhat’s gonna be left of the ^Cworld if you’re not in it ^EmWhat’s gonna be left of the w^Dorld, oh

^GEvery minute and ev^Cery ^Ghour ^EmI miss you, I miss you, I^C miss you mor^Ge! ^GEvery stumble and e^Cach misfi^Gre ^EmI miss you, I miss you, I^C miss you mor^Ge!

^GYou might have to ^Gexcuse me ^FI’ve lost control of all my ^Csenses ^GAnd you might have to ^Gexcuse me ^FI’ve lost control of all my ^Cwords ^GSo get drunk, call me a ^Gfool, put me i^Emn my place, put me in^C my place ^GPick me up, up off the ^Gfloor, put me i^Emn my place, put me in^C my place

^GEvery minute and ev^Gery ^Chour ^EmI miss you, I miss you, I^C miss you mor^Ge ^GEvery stumble and e^Gach ^Cmisfire ^EmI miss you, I miss you, I^C miss you mor^Ge

^GWatching through my f^Cing^Gers ^EmWatching through my f^Cingers

^GCause every minute and ev^Gery ^Chour ^EmI miss you, I miss you, I^C miss you mor^Ge