New Found Glory - Connect the dots

It was ^Emy persistence wasn't it A ^Alack of trust you won't admit I'll ^Enever settle now or be^Afore I wrote a ^Ethousand songs because of it ^ACurse my choices bite my lip A ^Ehundred ripped up notes I'm ^Aliving with your ghost

This is a ^Ecold hard punch in the ^C#mchest This is the ^Bworst the worst that it ^Agets Feels like a ^Echeap shot right to your ^C#mjaw A perfect ^Btime for you to take what you ^Acame here for I can't con^E/G#nect the dots Won't con^Anect them B(hold) E A E A to you anymore

It was my ^Elack of charm wasn't it Or the ^Aguilt I wrap around my neck I'm ^Erunning out of ways to move ^Aon It's my ^Eheart that burns of wickedness I s^Atole your youth

I'm ^Ehearing on repeat the ^Asounds of your beat

A ^Ecold hard punch in the ^C#mchest This is the ^Bworst the worst that it ^Agets Feels like a ^Echeap shot right to your ^C#mjaw A perfect ^Btime for you to take what you ^Acame here for I can't con^E/G#nect the dots Won't con^Anect them B(hold) to you anymore

And this ^C#msong would've ^Bworked ^AIf I just would admit ^C#mAll the life ^Bcuts ^Ato clean up When the trust is ^C#mbroken We ^Bgo far e^Anough You're too right for us ^C#mYou can't be^E can't ^Abe over it^B

A ^Ecold hard punch in the ^C#mchest This is the ^Bworst the worst that it ^Agets Feels like a ^Echeap shot right to your ^C#mjaw A perfect ^Btime for you to take what you ^Acame here for I can't con^E/G#nect the dots Won't con^Anect them to you anymore

It was ^Emy persistence wasn't it A ^C#mlack of trust you won't admit I'll ^Bnever settle now or be^Afore It's my ^Eheart that burns of wickedness I s^C#mtole your youth and ran with it Its ^Btime for you to take what you ^Acame her for I can't con^E/G#nect the dots Won't con^Anect them to you I can't con^E/G#nect the dots Won't con^Anect them B E A E A E(Hold) to you anymore