Bomb the Music Industry - Undead

Verse: ^AI want you to know I'm glad yo^Du're not ^Adead. A^F#mll the hate in my heart has gone o^Emut of my h^Aead. ^AIt took me some time but^D I unde^Arstand. That^F#m I made enemies when I should have s^Emtayed fri^Aends. Becau^F#mse it's way too much work to hat^Eme your old ^Afriends. ^AI want you to know that I'll b^De alr^Aight. If you fe^F#mel like I do when your o^Emver a f^Aight. Sure! ^A There are times when I ca^Dn't get ^Aby. But ^F#mshow me a person who alw^Emays feels f^Aine. And I'll ^F#mshow you a lying sack o^Emf shi*. ^A Chorus: But, ^C#moh I know^D# I wouldn't thi^C#nk about me to^F#mo. But the s^Gmmallest things make me remember you^A. And i^At's hard when I know we were such^D good fr^Aiends. And it's ^F#mhard when I know that we can ne^Emver be fri^Aends.

Chorus: And, o^C#mh I know ^D#I wouldn't think^C# about me to^F#mo. But the ^Asma^Gmllest things ma^Ake me remember ^Dyou. Yeah! The ^Asma^Gmllest things mak^Ae me remember ^Dyou! I said the ^Asma^Gmllest things ma^Ake me remember yo^Au!^{D A F#m Em A} Verse: Th^Aere are nights when I mis^Ds my fr^Aiends. When I ^F#mlook through old pictures think a^Embout you ag^Aain. And I ^Ahope that you're happy that i'^Dm not de^Aad. And we ^F#mboth ended up kind of ok^Emay in the e^And.