It’s al right to cry,

e ven my (G)dad does some (D)times.

So don’t wipe your eye: a tears re (G)mind you you’re a (D)live.

It’s al right to die ’cause (A)death’s the on ly (G)thing you have n’t (D)tried.

But just for to night

hold (D)on.

So live life like you’re (G)giv ing up,

’cause you act like you (G)are.

Go a head and just (G)live it up.

Go on and (A)tear me a part.

It’s al right to shake,

e ven my (G)hand does some (D)times.

So in side we rage a gainst the (G)dy ing of the (D)light.

It’s al right to say that (A)death’s the on ly (G)thing you have n’t (D)tried.

But just for to day

hold (D)on.

So live life like you’re (G)giv ing up,

’cause you act like you (G)are.

Go a head and just (G)live it up.

Go on and (A)tear me a part.

And hold on.