there are a couple of notes that i know are missing . the last chord that they end
with is kinda out there and ive had trouble figuring it out . hopefully this helps though

are you listening?
C#m G#m
we write a thousand pages , they’re torn and on the floor .
E C#m
headlights hammer the windows , we’re locked behind these doors .
G#m
and we are never leaving , this place is part of us .
E C#m
and all these scenes repeating are cold to the touch .

C#m
my hands seem to deceive me
G#m
when i’m nervous or when i’m healthy .
E
the scenery’s all drawn .

C#m
they hang here from the walls dear ,
G#m
painting pictures , bleeding colors ,
E B G#m
blanket the windows .

C#m B G#m
sometimes it gets so hard to breathe .
C#m F# E
your eyes can see right through me .

G#m F#
these fights with your arms left beside .
E
it’s one thing and one more says goodnight .
F#
you’ve got the map come get to me .
G#m
these knuckles break before they bleed .

F#
tear out these veins that own my heart .
E
this skin that wears your lasting marks .
C#m
i’ve built these walls come get to me , come get to me .

C#m
is this your lesson , a slight discretion ,
G#m
the lines that keep you , the lines that sweep you .
E
lock the doors from the inside .

C#m
your face is so contagious , it wears announcements ,
G#m
it leaves me breathless , i won’t forget this ,
E B G#m
i won’t forget .

C#m B G#m
sometimes it gets so hard to breathe .
C#m F# E
your eyes can see right through me .

C#m
let the walls have their say . [ x6 ]
have their say .

C#m E
there’s no conversation , words without remorse .
C#m E
and this television drowns the only source .
C#m E
wake from these dreams of you in my arms .
C#m E C#m E C#m E
go to the staircase where you hold my heart .