Tom: A
E
Well, it’s too early for this dressing gown
F#m
These candles light if conversation’s cold
A
I guess you’re busy as my mind is easy
B
Stare at the stars as if they’re black holes
E
Some superstitions wrapping our minds up
F#m
Money we spent won’t coordinate the dots
A
Delivered eyes to the cries of night
B
Sentences reunite our words not quite
C#m
The way you wander
G#m
Newspapers drag
A
Those pills won’t kill me
B Bm A Am
'Until you heal me
C#m F#
Your secrets can’t be kept inside your bag
E
The bones of filthy are processing lies
A
You learn, you’ll try to raise another flag
B
Because of us, because of fireflies
( C#m C#m/A A A5- )
G#m
Hands are open for what you still deserve
A
My skin like doll’s and my body as toy’s
G#m
The fence is broken, inconstant to serve
A
Your laughter representing all our joy
