Ryan Cabrera - On the way down

^EmSick and t^C2ired of this wo^Grld There's ^Dno more air ^EmTripping o^C2ver my^Gself, g^Doing now^Emhere ^C2Waiting, su^Gffoca^Dting, ^Emno direct^C2ion ^GI took a dive an^Dd

^EmOn the way d^C2own I s^Gaw you, and you s^Daved me from ^Emmyself^C2 And I w^Gon't forget the w^Day you loved me ^EmAnd on the way d^C2own ^GI almost f^Dell right t^Emhroug^C2h But I he^Gld on t^Do y^Emou

^EmBeen w^C2ondering w^Ghy it's o^Dnly me ^EmHave you al^C2ways been in^Gside w^Daiting to b^Emreathe ^C2It's alright, su^Gnlight on^D my fa^Emce I wa^C2ke up and yet, ^GI'm alive 'cuz^D

^EmI was so^C2 afraid of ^Ggoing un^Dder ^EmBut now, the weight of the^C2 world ^GFeels like nothing, no ^Dnothing ^Em(down, down, down) ^C2You're all I wanted ^Em(down, down, down) ^GYou're all I needed ^Em(down, down, down) ^C2You're all I wanted ^GYou're all I needed