Tom: E
C#m
The gasoline is mixing with the oxygen.
B
In this carousel, the silence is so surreal.
C#m B
I've been misled down empty streets to the heart that never beats
A B C#m
Of a body that I can't keep.
B C#m B A B
We're blessed with these, these horrors for highways.
C#m B C#m B A
This city turns, no longer content to just brush shoulders.
B C#m B A C#m
Have we lost our touch?
C#m
A light goes on.
C#m A B C#m
We throw our blankets aside.
C#m A B C#m
It's been hours now and we still know nothing, we still know nothing
B C#m B C#m
The scars just don't heal the same, when we collide.
B A
I'd never say that we step to the other side
B C#m
to keep us from brushing shoulders.
B A B
But it's collisions we need to remind us that we're alive.
A B
I'd never say that you make me sick,
C#m B
but you're turning all the questions to cancers.
A B
Someone call in the emergency
C#m B
And we'll peel back the dressings so we can see
A B
The kind of things that the surgeons see,
C#m B
When the bloodwork won't give us the answers.
A B C#m B A
They'll never tell us, cause they don't know whats killing us.
C#m B C#m
My heart's at a million miles an hour as we brace for the impact,
B C#m
It makes time stand still, forcing momentum into a moment
B A B
So for a split second, I see your face
C#m
In between all the broken glass, hanging like a mobile.
A B C#m B
This is a picture we'll never quite forget.
C#m
The surgeons pick, they pick at my body.
B C#m
Their fingers dance, they dance all around me.
A
Hold still while they pick at my body.
B C#m
They'll dance all around me.
C#m B A
Breathe your anaesthetic words to slow us down.
B
Tear back the skin to find, to chase a pulse back home.
A B
I'd never say that you make me sick,
C#m B
but you're turning all the questions to cancers.
A B
Someone call in the emergency
C#m B
And we'll peel back the dressings so we can see
A B
The kind of things that the surgeons see,
C#m B
When the bloodwork won't give us the answers.
A B C#m B A
They'll never tell us, cause they don't know whats killing us.
