IntroDBmG.
Verse 1I take Dski trips in august
And she's Bmwearing linen white
I'm forGgiving all my foes
'Cause I ain't ever been this nice
Cold as Dice, hot and bothered
Co-deBmpendent, just like my father
Father Ggone, but gettin' closer
To smelling that lovely bi-diploma
PleasePre-ChorusDKill me just a little bit so BmI can fell alive
I'll Gwalk on broken glass if it means seeing you tonight
She won't Dmeet me in the middle but witBmhout her I might die
So I Gwalk a thousand miles, did that hundred mile highChorusDSo cold that I could see my bEmreath
Floating down your silhoueBmtte
That chokehold that I can't reGsist
No, I can't love on something
Unless it makes me sick
DRemember me so I won't forEmget
That I need a line to call all my fBmriends
That chokehold that I can't reGsist
No, I can't love on something
Unless it makes me sickVerse 2I'd took Dtoo much and panic
If I'd Bmrun out I would fall
I'm disGturbed and overrated
Yeah I can't seem to find the calm
And I can Dhear the police knockin'
I can Bmswear they' bargin' in
It's just Gme, myself and I
And all these voices in my head
PleasePre-ChorusDKill me just a little bit so BmI can fell alive
I'll Gwalk on broken glass if it means seeing you tonight
She won't Dmeet me in the middle but witBmhout her I might die
So I Gwalk a thousand miles, did that hundred mile highChorusDSo cold that I could see my bEmreath
Floating down your silhoueBmtte
That chokehold that I can't reGsist
No, I can't love on something
Unless it makes me sick
DRemember me so I won't forEmget
That I need a line to call all my fBmriends
That chokehold that I can't reGsist
No, I can't love on something
Unless it makes me sick.G.
BridgeDWhy can't I love on somethingA unless it makes me sick
GOh, and it makes me sickD (I can't love on somethingBm unlAess it Gmakes D/F#me sick)Verse 3DThickets thorns, the brighter patchet
Winter storm, the fire is ash
I kinda' Aplayed my choice is knowing
Bm**** well I am fine
To these alleyGways and cul-de-sacs
From a can of Dworms and cognac
I'll Awalk a thousand miles
Did that hundred mile high!OutroDSo cold that I Bmcould see my Gbreath
Floating down your silhoueDtte
That Bmchokehold that I can't reGsist
No, I can't love on something
Unless it makes me sick
