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