Lykke Li - Hanging High

^GOh thunder in my heart, these razors cutting sharp And leaves me with an ever ble^F#meding scar ^GSo soft, so suddenly, so that I cannot breathe I'm drawn into a circle painted ^F#mblack

^DOh I^F#m'm hanging high, oh won't you let me down ^EmI'm back where I started at, you^A know I'm a little lost ^DAn when it hurts the most, I'l^F#ml push a little more ^EmI'm back where I started at, you^A know I'm a little lost

^GLike lightning in my heart, a kiss so burning hot ^F#mI'm hanging on a thread that's bound to drop ^GLike rain on open skies, don't know the reason why ^F#mBut I'll always choose the black in front of white