verse 1
Deep in the breath of a carrier
A#min
No way in hell is this happening
G#min
It's a sinker of sorts
It's a shitty occasion
Been shaving my knuckles white dry from the walls I've been punching
G#min
But I'll scream at your chest for as long as I must
Til it hears me
Do you think it hears me?
Call off your dogs, we'll surrender no part of our love to the sun
The skin or the lungs
Nor tomorrow
It's no kind of living afraid or unknown let the dead be the dead
D#min G#min
From here until the car ride home
verse 2
If I hear another I love you get well from someone we don't know or that I didn't tell
And I swear that I'll show them a vision of hell
G#min
It's always the strangers who poke and they prod
A#min
If miracles function
G#min
But I scream at your chest for as long as I trust
G#min
Do you think it hears me?
Call off your dogs, we'll surrender no part of our love to the sun
The skin or the lungs
Nor tomorrow
It's no kind of living afraid or unknown let the dead be the dead
D#min G#min
From here until the car ride home
Coda x4
The car ride home
Car ride home
Ending
The car ride home