Waiting For The End (Official Lyric Video) - Linkin Park Chords
Tempo:
113.55 bpm
Chords used:
E
C#m
A
B
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E]
This is not the end, this [F#] is not the beginning.
This is the voice like a riot [B] rocking every revision.
But you listen to the tone and the [E] violin rhythm and know the words sound steady.
So let me begin to say yeah.
With this flying up in the air, like we're holding onto something that's invisible there.
Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear until we've had it.
Forget it, let it all disappear.
Waiting for the end to come, wishing I had [C#] strength to stand.
[C#m]
This is not [A] what I had planned, it's out of my [D#] control.
[F#] [E] Flying at the speed of light, thoughts were [C#] spinning in my [A] head.
So many things were left unsaid.
[E] It's hard to let you [C#m] go.
What it takes to [A] move on.
[C#m] I know how it [A] feels to lie.
[E] What I do [B] is trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [A] haven't got.
[E] Sitting in an empty room, trying to [A] forget the [E] past.
This was never meant to last.
I wish it wasn't so.
[C#]
[C#m] I know what it [A] takes to move on.
[C#m] I know how it feels [A] to lie.
[E]
What I do is [B] trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [A] haven't got.
[E] [E] What was left when that fire was gone.
I thought it felt right, but that right was [B] wrong.
I caught up in the eye of the storm.
Trying to figure out what it's like moving [E] on.
And I don't need to know what kind of things I've said.
I'm out, kept moving, and my mind went dead.
So picking up the pieces, now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending is starting again.
[C#m] [B]
[E] I do is trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [B] haven't got.
[E] This is not the beginning.
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision.
[A] But you won't hear it, so I'll do [C#m] what I [B] haven't.
Words can't explain everything [E] you say, yeah.
But this blinding, holy air.
Like a hole in the ground, but something that's invisible there.
[A] This blinding, holy [C#m] air.
This is what I haven't got.
[B]
This is not the end, this [F#] is not the beginning.
This is the voice like a riot [B] rocking every revision.
But you listen to the tone and the [E] violin rhythm and know the words sound steady.
So let me begin to say yeah.
With this flying up in the air, like we're holding onto something that's invisible there.
Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear until we've had it.
Forget it, let it all disappear.
Waiting for the end to come, wishing I had [C#] strength to stand.
[C#m]
This is not [A] what I had planned, it's out of my [D#] control.
[F#] [E] Flying at the speed of light, thoughts were [C#] spinning in my [A] head.
So many things were left unsaid.
[E] It's hard to let you [C#m] go.
What it takes to [A] move on.
[C#m] I know how it [A] feels to lie.
[E] What I do [B] is trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [A] haven't got.
[E] Sitting in an empty room, trying to [A] forget the [E] past.
This was never meant to last.
I wish it wasn't so.
[C#]
[C#m] I know what it [A] takes to move on.
[C#m] I know how it feels [A] to lie.
[E]
What I do is [B] trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [A] haven't got.
[E] [E] What was left when that fire was gone.
I thought it felt right, but that right was [B] wrong.
I caught up in the eye of the storm.
Trying to figure out what it's like moving [E] on.
And I don't need to know what kind of things I've said.
I'm out, kept moving, and my mind went dead.
So picking up the pieces, now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending is starting again.
[C#m] [B]
[E] I do is trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [B] haven't got.
[E] This is not the beginning.
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision.
[A] But you won't hear it, so I'll do [C#m] what I [B] haven't.
Words can't explain everything [E] you say, yeah.
But this blinding, holy air.
Like a hole in the ground, but something that's invisible there.
[A] This blinding, holy [C#m] air.
This is what I haven't got.
[B]
Key:
E
C#m
A
B
C#
E
C#m
A
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ This is not the end, this [F#] is not the beginning.
This is the voice like a riot [B] rocking every revision.
But you listen to the tone and the [E] violin rhythm and know the words sound steady.
So let me begin to say yeah.
With this flying up in the air, like we're holding onto something that's invisible there.
Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear until we've had it.
Forget it, let it all disappear. _
Waiting for the end to come, _ wishing I had [C#] strength to stand.
[C#m] _
_ _ This is not [A] what I had planned, _ _ it's out of my _ [D#] control. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [E] Flying at the speed of light, thoughts were [C#] spinning in my [A] head.
_ _ So many things were left unsaid. _ _ _
[E] It's hard to let you _ [C#m] go. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
What it takes to [A] move _ on. _
[C#m] _ I know how it [A] feels to lie.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ What I do [B] is trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [A] haven't got. _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ Sitting in an empty room, trying to [A] forget the [E] past. _ _
This was never _ meant to _ last.
I wish it wasn't so.
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ I know what it [A] takes to move _ on.
_ [C#m] I know how it feels [A] to lie.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
What I do is [B] trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [A] haven't got.
_ [E] _ [E] What was left when that fire was gone.
I thought it felt right, but that right was [B] wrong.
I caught up in the eye of the storm.
Trying to figure out what it's like moving [E] on.
And I don't need to know what kind of things I've said.
I'm out, kept moving, and my mind went dead.
So picking up the pieces, now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending is starting again. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ I do is trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [B] haven't got. _ _
[E] _ _ This is not the beginning.
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision.
[A] But you won't hear it, so I'll do [C#m] what I [B] haven't.
Words can't explain everything [E] you say, yeah.
But this blinding, holy air.
Like a hole in the ground, but something that's invisible there.
[A] This blinding, holy [C#m] air.
This is what I haven't got.
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ This is not the end, this [F#] is not the beginning.
This is the voice like a riot [B] rocking every revision.
But you listen to the tone and the [E] violin rhythm and know the words sound steady.
So let me begin to say yeah.
With this flying up in the air, like we're holding onto something that's invisible there.
Cause we're living at the mercy of the pain and the fear until we've had it.
Forget it, let it all disappear. _
Waiting for the end to come, _ wishing I had [C#] strength to stand.
[C#m] _
_ _ This is not [A] what I had planned, _ _ it's out of my _ [D#] control. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [E] Flying at the speed of light, thoughts were [C#] spinning in my [A] head.
_ _ So many things were left unsaid. _ _ _
[E] It's hard to let you _ [C#m] go. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
What it takes to [A] move _ on. _
[C#m] _ I know how it [A] feels to lie.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ What I do [B] is trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [A] haven't got. _ _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ Sitting in an empty room, trying to [A] forget the [E] past. _ _
This was never _ meant to _ last.
I wish it wasn't so.
_ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ I know what it [A] takes to move _ on.
_ [C#m] I know how it feels [A] to lie.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
What I do is [B] trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [A] haven't got.
_ [E] _ [E] What was left when that fire was gone.
I thought it felt right, but that right was [B] wrong.
I caught up in the eye of the storm.
Trying to figure out what it's like moving [E] on.
And I don't need to know what kind of things I've said.
I'm out, kept moving, and my mind went dead.
So picking up the pieces, now where to begin?
The hardest part of ending is starting again. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ I do is trade this life for something [C#m] new.
Holding on to what I [B] haven't got. _ _
[E] _ _ This is not the beginning.
Just a voice like a riot rocking every revision.
[A] But you won't hear it, so I'll do [C#m] what I [B] haven't.
Words can't explain everything [E] you say, yeah.
But this blinding, holy air.
Like a hole in the ground, but something that's invisible there.
[A] This blinding, holy [C#m] air.
This is what I haven't got.
[B] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _