Kunci Ukulele Passenger – The wrong direction Versi 1

^BbWhen i was a kid the things i did were hidden u^Fnder the grid ^CYoung and naive, i never believed that love could ^Dmbe so well hid ^BbWith regret I'm willing to bet they say 'the o^Flder you get ^CIt gets harder to forgive and harder ^Dmto forget ^BbIt gets under your shirt like a d^Fagger at work ^CThe first cut is the deepest but the ^Dmrest still flippin' hurt You ^Bbbuild your heart of plastic, you're c^Fynical and sarcastic and you ^Cend up in the corner on your own

^Bb'Cos I'd love to feel love, but i can't s^Ftand the rejection I ^Chide behind my jokes as a ^Dmform of protection I ^Bbthought i was close, but under f^Further inspection It ^Cseems I've been running, in the ^Dmwrong direction, oh no

What's the ^Bbpoint in getting your hopes up, when all you're ever getting is ^Fchoked up? When you're ^Ccoked up, and can't remember the ^Dmreason why you broke up You'll ^Bbcall her in the morning when you're c^Foming down and falling Like an ^Cold man on the side of the road When you're ^Bbapart, you don't wanna mingle When you're ^Ftogether you wanna be single Ever the ^Cchase to taste the kiss of bliss that ^Dmmade your heart tingle How much ^Bbgreener the grass is Through those ^Frose tinted glasses And the ^Cbutterflies that flutter by and leave us on our arses

^Bb'Cos I want to feel love, but i can't sta^Fnd the rejection I ^Chide behind my jokes as a ^Dmform of protection I ^Bbthought i was close, but under f^Further inspection It ^Cseems I've been running, in the ^Dmwrong direction There's ^Bbfish in the sea for me to m^Fake a selection I'd ^Cjump in, if it wasn't for my ^Dmear infection ^BbAll I really want is just to m^Fake a connection But it ^Cseems I've been running in the ^Dmwrong direction, oh no

What is ^Bblove? Baby d^Fon't hurt me Don't ^Dmhurt me No ^Cmore What is ^Bblove? Baby d^Fon't hurt me Don't ^Dmhurt me No ^Cmore What is ^Bblove? Baby d^Fon't hurt me Don't ^Dmhurt me No ^Cmore