Chris Pureka – Wrecking Ball chords

A good video (not mine) to see the chord progression is: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1SwxOIVZ2Pw

    Am         (H)            F     (D)     C        G     Em-------------------------------------------------------------|----1-----1----3---1---1-----1------1-------1----------------|----h2----2----2---2---2-----2------0-------0--------1-----1-|----h2----2----2---2---3-----3------2-------0--------0-------|-----------------------------3------3-------3--------2-----2-|-----------------------------------------------------3-------|


Am F Am F Am F C G

             Am (H)I pushed it hard, 
      F (D)    Am      (H)that goddamn wrecking ball, 
F  (D)  Am       F    and I waited for the 
C                 G                  Am  (H)weight to swing around but it never did. 
F   (D)  Am         (H)And the crows they fell 
F      (D) Am       (H)around my eyes and still 
     F  (D)       C       Gno sign of that ball and chain

             Am  (H)I pushed it hard,
      F  (D)   Am      (H)that goddamn wrecking ball. 
       F  (D) Am  (H)  F (D)What kind of pendulum 
C                 Gnever comes back home? 
             Am       (H)You start to miss it some. 
      F (D)  Am       (H)The way you miss the rain, 
   F   (D)   Am       (H)      F   (D) C      Gthe way you miss the fighting when the war is won... 

G

     C   Em            Am       G           C       Em       AmBut what  I  miss the most is knowing just exactly where it hurts, 
      G          C       Em       Amis knowing just exactly what is wrong 
             G              GAnd what I want, and what I want... 


Am (H) F (D) Am (H) F (D) Am (H) F (D) C G

                   Am (H)I miss the ghost trees, 
    F (D)  Am       (H)the weary midnight drives,
       F (D)  Am    (H) F  (D)  C              Gthe taste of loneliness in the air beyond the towns.
            Am    (H) F  (D)   Am      (H)I miss the resonance of those trigger words, 
      F (D)  Am         (H)    that crazy   one track mind. 
F (D) C               GSometimes I miss the cold... 
G

     C   Em            Am       G           C       Em       AmBut what  I  miss the most is knowing just exactly where it hurts, 
      G          C       Em       Amis knowing just exactly what is wrong 
             G              GAnd what I want, and what I want... 


Am (H) F (D) Am (H) F (D) Am (H) F (D) C G


      Am              G                                AmI'm remembering the sunlight coming down in shades of blue, 
                      G                      Amthe sorrow of the aftermath tightening the noose. 
                      C                             AmI'm thinking of the night that all the lights went out, 
                      Gand how I learned to see in the dark, in the dark, in the dark... 


Am (H) F (D) Am (H) F (D) Am (H) F (D) C G

             Am  (H)I pushed it hard,
      F  (D)   Am      (H)that goddamn wrecking ball. 
       F  (D) Am  (H)  F (D)What kind of pendulum 
C                 Gnever comes back home?