IntroG.....D..
G.....D..Verse 1G..Every dDay it's Friday night
G..I hold my boDdy like a butcher knife
G..Smiling fDor the camera eyes closed
G..Doing aDnything you ask, I suppGose
You tell me yDou would die to breathe me in
G..I know there's Dno excuse for oxygen
G..So I will mDake your bed my graveyard
G..But the woDrld went through my A/C#soft parts
ChorusA..And I live at this fault
DM7line
Between the edge of solitude and
F#mhope
I'm sh
Aaking at the sentimental t
DM7rope
And though the stars apologize for
F#mnight
I d
Aon't blame them, I've wanted to so
DM7metimes
I don't know what to tell you where I've
F#mbeen
My b
Aody is just a landscape for your
DM7sin
And all the days regret the city l
F#mights
I kn
Aow it's just the fault of the f
DM7aultline
Verse 2G..Every w
Deek keeps slipping by
G..In this i
Dmitation paradise
G..The angels m
Dake me sorry when I err
G..From the w
Day they want me everywhere
G..Can't you s
Dee I'm sinking through the r
Gear end
Wish you could re
Dimburse my oxygen
G..I gave you e
Dverything and then some more
G..Left you with n
Dothing to be l
A/C#ooking f
Aor
ChorusA..Will I die at this faultl
DM7ine?
Between the edge of entropy and
F#mwoe
I w
Aanted everything so much it g
DM7rows
Until I can't manage this ap
F#mpetite
I l
Aeft you so traumatically that
DM7 I
Can barely lift the world you left for
F#m me
There's l
Aots of ghosts I somehow still can
DM7see
Holding on to me for our dear
F#mlife
A
All these bodies always touching m
DM7ine
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