Intro:
Am - C - F - C

Verse 1:
Am        C         F           C
sometimes we fall down and can't get back up
Am        C      F         C
we're hiding behind skin that's too tough
Am       C           F      C
how come we don?t say I love you enough
Am               C F            C   (Mute Slap)
Till it's too late,   it's not too late

Verse 2:
Am          C            F       C
Our hearts are hungry for a food that won't come
Am    C      F              C
we could make a feast from these crumbs
Am         C                F    C
and we're all staring Down the barrel of a gun
Am                   C
so if your life flashes before you
               F               C
what would you wish you would've Cone
Yeah... gotta start


Am                     C
lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here
F                       C
this is all we got and we gotta start pickin it
Am                    C
every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
F                   C
Cotta live like we're dying

We only got
Am  C
86 400 seconds in a Cay to
F                   C
turn it all around or throw it all away
Am
we Cotta tell 'em that we love 'em
         C
while we Cot the chance to say
    F                C
Cotta live like we're dying

Verse 3:
Am             C      F    C  
And if your plane   fell out of the skies
Am         C         F       C
who would you call with your last goodbyes
Am        C              F          C  
should be so careful who we live out our lives
Am                    C
so when we long for absolution
F                    C
there'll no one on the line
Yeah... gotta start


Am                     C
lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here
F                       C
this is all we got and we gotta start pickin it
Am                    C
every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
F                   C
Cotta live like we're dying

Bride:
Am       C     F            C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying
Am       C     F            C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying

Brige 2:
Am                                C
We never know a good thing till it's gone
                F                   C
you never see a crash until it's head on
                 Am                 C
all those people right when we're dead wrong
                 F                  C
you never know a good thing till it's gone

Yeah we gotta start


Chorus:
Am                     C
lookin at the hand of the time we've been given here
F                       C
this is all we Cot and we gotta start pickin it
Am                    C
every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
F                   C
Cotta live like we're dying

Bride:
Am       C     F            C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying
Am       C     F            C
Like we're dying oh-- like we're dying