C# G# i dreamt of a fever, A#m F# C# one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart. G# A#m with heat to melt these frozen tears and burned with reasons F# C# as to carry on. C# G# A#m F# into these twisted months i plunge without a light to follow C# G# but i swear that i would follow anything A#m F# if it would just get me out of here. A#m F# and so you get six months to adapt A#m F# and then you get two more to leave town. A#m F# A#m F# G# in the event that we do adapt we still might not want you around. C# G# A#m F# and i fell for the promise of a life with a purpose C# G# F# but i know that that is impossible now. C# G# and so i drink to stay warm A#m F# and to kill selected memories C# G# F# because i just canʼt think anymore about that or about her tonight
