Tom: Am

E                    Am      G
Oh my god my stomach flipped again
   C       F       Fm      C
Oh shit my face is turning red
  F     Fm       C
I taste where my lips bled
     E                      Am
From mouthing all thats in my head
G             C        F     Fm C F Fm C
I thought that i would dream of you by now

[Chorus]
E             Am F C
And if I stare long enough
        E
Is that dead air or is it
Am   G    F    Fm   C
love love love love love