Tom: C C I swim across an ocean F It's my matress in the basement Dm I'm sweatin' out excuses G That would make your stomach turn C The road we drove last night F Stretched from the desert to Las Vegas Dm We filled our cups, and lit one up G The snow began to burn C Em Oh, Oh maybe, we were made F C Em Dm We were made for each other C Ahh, is it possible for the Em F C World to look this way forever? Em Dm C Am G Ahhh, Ahhh...