D I'm so glad you made time to see me Bm How's life, tell me, how's your family G D A I haven't seen them in a while D You've been good, busier than ever Bm We small talk, work and the weather G D A Your guard is up and I know why Bm A Cause the last time you saw me D G Is still burned in the back of your mind Bm A G You gave me roses and I left them there to die Chorus: D So this is me swallowing my pride, F#m standing in front of you G Saying I'm sorry for that night D A And I go back to December all the time D It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you F#m G Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine D I go back to December, A G turn around and make it alright Bm A I go back to December all the time These days, I haven't been sleeping Staying up, playing back myself leaving When your birthday passed and I didn't call And I think about summer, all the beautiful times I watched you laughing from the passenger side and Realized I loved you in the fall And when the cold came, the dark days When fear crept into my mind You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye Chorus: So this is me swallowing my pride Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night And I go back to December all the time It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind I go back to December all the time Bm G I miss your tan skin and your sweet smile D A So good to me, so right Bm And how you held me in your G D arms that September night A Bm The first time you ever saw me cry Bm Maybe this is wishful thinking G Probably mindless dreaming D A But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right Bm A G I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't Bm A G So if the chain is on your door, I understand Chorus: But this is me swallowing my pride Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night And I go back to December It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine I'd go back to December, turn around and make it alright I'd go back to December, turn around and change my own mind I go back to December all the time All the time | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D F#m G Bm |