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