G#m                  D#m
I'm jealous of your neck

     A                C#m
That narrow porcelain plinth of flesh

G#m                  D#m
It gets to hold your head

    A             C#m             G#
And I'd rather perform the task instead


I'll use my hands


[Verse 2]


G#m                  D#m
You told me of your heart

    A                C#m
The cold tile cavern bathed in dark

           G#m                 D#m
And earthy roots hanging from within

   A                   C#m           G#
To shed some light the fire must get in


[Chorus]


A searing pulse

      E     F#      G#m
I'm a fever in your chest

     E      F#      G#m
The burning sun I'm west


[Verse 3]


G#m          D#m
I, I am too naive

     A                  C#m            G#m
Your lunar strands were lit in red and green

              D#m
A captivating scene

  A            C#m              G#
A portion of myself was lost to me


[Chorus]


But I'm not dead

       E       F#       G#m
Just a harbour no one's in

   E     F#          G#m
An empty salt filled skin