You left me
C
No cure. No rehab
G
Funny that you got the nerve
to keep
Am
You’re the victor in this
E
But the only trophy you deserve…
E
I’d rather we be dead to
C
No eulogles said for
E
No rest in
Am
The memories got my
F
I’m prayin’ that your eyes are the 1st to go.
The way they looked when you smiled.
The way the opened n closed.
Then your nose.
Every single breath against my neck.
And then your lips.
Every empty promise made and said.
.
Please fade.
Fade to black.
Please fade.
Fade to black.
But the nightmares come back.
Because your
C
Every
E
Every
Am
Uh,
F