C G
I'd like to believe,
F C G
In one thing that you say to me.
C G
Would you like, to leave?
F G C
When I try to talk it off,
G C
Just turns out to be.
Am C
Turn on the stove,
G F C
In the little tiny rooms that our friend calls a home.
Am C
My head fills with heat,
G F
From the knife in your hand to my...
I'd like to understand,
What you think about and why it seems so bad.
It's only escape,
From everything I know I'm weak.
Know that I'm sad.
Turn on the stove,
In the little tiny rooms that our friend calls a home.
My head fills with heat,
From the knife in your hand to my...
Sand.
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