intro: Bm

Bm
Well do you want to talk about it, 
Do you think you'd understand, 
How things can get so fucked up 
With such good, such good intentions. 
        G
And If     roofs turn to sky, 
         Bm
Held by the gravity of nothing, 
    G                    Bm        A
An ironic and literal making of a bed. 
          G
you know,    You can walk away, 
A                 Bm 
  But there is a reason to stay.

Bm 
They make bad bad jokes, it's okay not to laugh. 

For every push foward, you get the same fucking push back. 
          G                         Bm
You have nowhere to go, so you found someplace, 
     G                             Bm      pause
you have nothing to say you start lying 
G                         A
What the fuck were you thinking
           D
I'm not sorry 
                G       
I'd do it all again. 
                                                      A
Now with all the lines so burred between hate, love, and revenge
D                         G (let ring)
Are just just just dead feelings.