Fences taby ukulele według Paramore

Em
I'm sitting in a room
                Bm
Made up of only big white walls and in the halls
        Em
There's people looking through
                       Bm
The window though they know exactly what we're here for
Am
Don't look up Just let them think
        D                   Bm(hold)
There's no place else You'd rather be
       Em
You're always on display
                          Bm
For everyone to watch and learn from
          Am                         G   D
Don't you know by now You can't turn back
        Am   G/B    C   D      G    B
Because this road is all you'll ever have


Em                             C      Am B
  And it's obvious that you're dying, dy-ing
Em                           C        Am B
  Just living proof that the camera's ly-ing
    C    Am                        C
And open wide, 'cause this is your night
   D             B
So smile, 'cause you'll go out in style


You'll go out in style


       Em
If you let me I could
                    Bm
I'd show you how to build your fences
                  Em
Set restrictions, separate from the world
                            Bm
Because the ground that you hate to fight
                         Am
Just blame the limelight Don't look up
                            D
Just let them think There's no place else
                    Am                 G   D
You'd rather be and now you can't turn back
        Am   G/B    C   D      G    B
Because this road is all you'll ever have



  B
So smile,


Am                             C
  Yeah, yeah you're asking for it
                           G
With every breath that you breathe in
     D
Just breathe it in
Am                              C
  Yeah, yeah well you're just a mess
                           G
You do all this, big talk, yeah..
                          D
So now let's see you walk it.
I said let's see you walk it.