Kunci Ukulele twenty one pilots – Tear in my heart Versi 1

An-nyŏng-ha-se-y^Do ^{F# G} D F# G

Sometimes you gotta bleed to k^Dno^F#w ^G That you’re alive and have a^D s^F#oul^G But it takes someone to come a^A7round To show you ^Ahow

She’s the tear in m^Gy heart I’m alive She’s th^Ae tear in m^Bmy heart

She’s th^Ae tear in m^Dy heart Take me ^Ahigher Than I’ve ever ^Dbe^F#en ^G

The songs on the radio are ok^Day^{F# G} But my taste in music is your f^Dac^F#e ^G And it takes a song to come a^A7round To show you ^Ahow

She's the tear in my ^Gheart I'm alive She’s th^Ae tear in m^Bmy heart

She’s th^Ae tear in m^Dy heart Take me ^Ahigher Than I’ve eve^Gr been Than I’v^Ae eve^Bmr been Than I’v^Ae eve^Dr been ^A Than I’ve eve^Dr been

^Dohh, oh-oh, oh, ooh, oh-oh, ^Dooo, oo-oo, ^F#oo, ^Gooo, ^Doo oo ^DYou fell as^F#leep in ^Gmy ^D car I drove the whole time ^DBut that’s ^F#o-kay I??^G?ll jus^Dt a-void the holes so you sleep fine ^DI’m drivin^F#g here ^GI sit ^DCursing my government ^DFor not usi^F#ng my ^Gtaxes ^Dto fill holes with more cement ^{D D}You fell as^F#leep in ^Gmy ^D car I drove the whole time ^DBut that’s ^F#o-kay I??^G?ll jus^Dt a-void the holes so you sleep f^Dine ^DI’m drivin^F#g here ^GI sit ^DCursing my government ^A7For not using my taxes to ^Afill holes with more cement ^{D F# G}

Sometimes you gotta bleed to ^Dknow, ^F#oh, ^Goh That you’re alive and have ^Da soul^F#, oh^G, oh But it takes someone to come ^A7around To show you ^Ahow

She’s the tear in m^Gy heart I’m alive She’s th^Ae tear in m^Bmy heart

She’s th^Ae tear in m^Dy heart Take me h^Aigher

^GMy heart is my armour She’s th^Ae tear in m^Bmy heart

She’s ^Aa butcher with ^Da smile Cut me ^Afarther Than I’ve eve^Gr been Than I’v^Ae eve^Bmr been Than I’v^Ae ever bee^Dn ^A

^GMy heart is my armour She’s th^Ae tear in m^Bmy heart

She’s ^Aa butcher with ^Da smile Cut me ^Afarther Than I’ve ever be^Den