Intro -x2-: G D Verse 1: G A I see your mother stare right past us Bm7 D As I picture you peering over tinted glasses G A I feel like a wicked bastard Bm7 D Standing by your wicker casket Verse 2: G A And I can hear your fragile laughter Bm7 D As wine bends time, us made of plaster G A The river finds its drunken master Bm7 D The fear you felt before the breathless after Pre-Chorus: G And the way A The waves Gbm G Reverberate G Down my frame A A quake Gbm G Across my vertebrae Interlude: G A Bm7 Em G A Bm7 Verse 3: G A So I'll subvert my simple senses for sensational relief Bm7 D But the subtle serendipity gets caught between my teeth G A And when I go to bed I can't even think to sleep Bm7 D 'Cause all that's in my head are the monsters underneath Pre-Chorus: G And the way A The waves Gbm G Reverberate G Down my frame A a quake Gbm G Across my vertebrae Chorus: G A But I love my friends Bm7 D They make me feel alive again G A Or at least they remind me Bm7 D That I'm not even dead G A But I felt so old Bm7 D So hardened and cold G A Maybe the gaps will snap back Bm7 D But synapses fill with mold Interlude -x2-: G A Bm7 D Bridge: G Well, love could be the glue A That holds the cracks together Bm7 Or just inhale the fumes D Make your synapses feel better G Let chemicals break down A The white between the grey Bm7 As your ventricles collapse D And the flak takes down the plane, yeah G Love could be the glue A That holds the cracks together Bm7 Or just inhale the fumes D Make your synapses feel better G Let chemicals break down A The white between the grey Bm7 As your ventricles collapse D And the flak takes down the plane Pre-Chorus: G And the way A The waves Gbm G Reverberate G Down my frame A a quake Gbm G Across my vertebrae Chorus: G A But I love my friends Bm7 D They make me feel alive again G A Or at least they remind me Bm7 D That I'm not even dead G A But I felt so old Bm7 D So hardened and cold G A Maybe the gaps will snap back Bm7 D But synapses fill with mold Outro: G A But I love my friends They make me feel alive again G A Or at least they remind me That I'm not even dead G A But I felt so old Bm7 D So hardened and cold G A Maybe the gaps will snap back Bm7 D But synapses fill with mold Outro: A
