The Dear Hunter - Shouting at the rain

^DI tried to sell my soul a million times But never got an ^Aoffer No one ^Emnever heard a word returned out of the dark Where I would throw my v^Doice ^A

^DMaybe I just haven't got the goods Or maybe I've for^Agotten ^Emthe way to find that piece of me that's buried down below, down bel^Dow ^A But I hope that we can^D find it ^{A Em} Yeah hope that we can^D find it ^{A Em}

Yeah hope that I can ^Bmget back to the way I was ^ABack before we knew what I'd beco^Emme ^BmI know ev^Aerything is a mess ^BmBut with a steady hand ^AI can fix myself ^EmI'm on the mend I'm on the me^Gnd

^DI tried to give you all I had to give But you just wouldn't ta^Ake it No you w^Emouldn't hear the words I cried out in the dark 'Cause you had turned away ^{D A}

So m^Daybe I still haven't got the goods Or maybe you've forg^Aotten ^EmThe way to see the piece of me that's buried down below, down bel^Dow Bu^At I hope that you can find it

Yeah I hope that we can ^Dfind it ^{A Em} Yeah I hope that we can ^Dfind it ^{A Em} I hope that I can get^D back to the way I was ^ABack before we knew what I'd be^Emcome

^DGet back to the way I was ^ABack before we knew what I'd be^Emcome ^D