Waiting for the end    (video)    (intro)

 

    C ~         - C       - C         C                                     Bb              C

1.       Yeah,     ya !           This is not the end, this is not the beginning,

               C                                  Bb          C

    just a voice like a riot, rocking every revision.

                 C                                       Bb          C

    But you listen to the tone, and the violent rhythm,

                                C                                               Bb                    C

    and though the words sound steady, something empty's within 'em.

                    C                             Bb           C

    We say, yeah, with fists flying up in the air,

                      C                                              Bb         C

    like we’re holding onto something that’s invisible there,

                         C                                      Bb                 C

    'cause we’re living at the mercy of the pain and the fear,

                    C                             Bb           C

    until we dead it, forget it, let it all disappear.

 

       C                                                                  F

    Waiting for the end to come, wishing I had strength to stand,

                           Dm                                                  C - G

    this is not what I had planned, it’s out of my contro.......l.

       C                                                                           F

    Flying at the speed of light thoughts were spinning in my head,

                                      Dm                                           C - G

    so many things were left unsaid, it’s hard to let you g......o.

 

Am                                      F          - Am                                    F

    I know what it takes to move on,         I know how it feels to lie.

C                               G

    All I wanna do is trade this life for something new,

Am                                        - F      - C

holding on to what I haven’t        go.....t.

 

     C                                                        F

    Sitting in an empty room trying to forget the past,

                              Dm                                       C - G

    this was never meant to last I wish it wasn’t s......o.    + CHORUS

 

         C                                Bb          C

2. What was left when that fire was gone ?

          C                                    Bb              C

    I thought it felt right but that right was wrong.

 

 

 

 

 

 

     C                             Bb              C

    All caught up in the eye of the storm,

             C                                       Bb               C

    and trying to figure out what it’s like moving on.

           C                                                Bb         C

    And I don’t even know what kind of things I said,

             C                                        Bb              C

    my mouth kept moving and my mind went dead.

          C                                               Bb            C

    So picking up those pieces, now where to begin ?

            C  - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -   Bb

    the hardest part of ending is starting again.       +  C - Am - G

 

C                              Em

    All I wanna do is trade this life for something new,

     Am                                       - G     

    holding on to what I haven’t        got.

 

       C

3. This is not the end, this is not the beginning,

               C

    just a voice like a riot, rocking every revision.

                 Am

    But you listen to the tone, and the violent rhythm,

                                G

    and though the words sound steady, something empty's within 'em.

                    C

    We say, yeah, with fists flying up in the air,

                      C

    like we’re holding onto something that’s invisible there,

                         Am

    'cause we’re living at the mercy of the pain and the fear,

                         (Holding on to what I haven’t)

                     G                                                    - C

    until we dead it, forget it, let it all disappear.

                                                                 (go...........lt)

 

(orig. = capo 4th)    (Linkin Park)