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