F#m You showed me my tomorrow beside a box of matches A welcome threatening stir My hopes of being stolen might just ring true Depends who you prefer F#m A If its true your gonna run away D tell me where ill meet you there Am I snapping the excitement If I pack away the laughter and tell you how it feels? And does burden come to meet ya If I've questions of the feature that rolls on your dream reel? F#m A The day after you stole my heart D Everything I touched told me it F#m D would be better shared with you Bm F#m And your hiding in my soup Bm F#m and the book reveals your face Bm F#m and as you're splashing in my eyelids Bm F#m Bm the concentration continually breaks F#m Bm I did request the mark you cast F#m It didnt heal as fast D I hear your voice in silences will the teasing of the fire F#m D be followed by the thud In the jostling crowd, you're not allowed to tell the truth And the photo booth's a liar And there's a sharpened explanation But there's no screaming reason to inquire F#m A I'd like to poke them in their prying eyes D with things theyve never seen F#m if it smacks them in their temples | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D F#m Bm |