F G Am
Let's sober the cold
You already know what I know.
There's nothing to do,
I'm staring at you, just go.
Blow up my phone.
I left it at home, I'm through.
Braving the wind in all of this sin. Who knew? How good this could be. its real.
im getting out of this city
leaving chaos in wake
you didnt shutter your own throat
the first of many mistakes
