Silverstein – The Wind Shifts (Ukulele)

Am                      F
  The wind shifts by itself,

                          C
Reminding us where we've been,

                              G--G#
We kick and scream and raise hell,

                        Am
Til we're too tired to stand.

                       F
We tear down all our sense,

                      C
And we'll force our opinion,

                        G--G#
We'll make sure we're ahead,

                             F
We'll hate ourselves in the end.

G                Am       C     F
 I wanted to be loved by someone.

G                  Am          C
 I didn't want to be so scared.

F    G             Am
This wind changed me...

              C
(I used to care...)

F    G             Am
This wind changed me...