What is wrong with her eyes?
D#m F#
A# glossy stare that won't leave me be starts my blood running cold.
Cb
A# gaze that could make hell freeze over...
D#m A#
I have to understand she's gone...
D#m
But she's not!
F#
Don't you tell me that she is dead!
Cb
Watch her lips softly move because she's still whispering to me!
D#m F# A# Cb
...And something here is not quite right...
D#m F# Cb C#
Skin so cold beneath my touch as I brush back her hair and close her eyes.
D#m F#
But I cannot stand to turn away.
Cb
When I do, she'll be gone...
C#
It's frightening...
Cb Cb A#
Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door...
A#
They'll be here soon.
D# F F# G#
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding.
D# F F# G#
I wish I'd stop looking behind me.
Cb Cb A#
Running now will only make it worse...
A#
They'll be here soon.
D# F F# G#
I wish I could shake the awful feeling.
F# G# A#/F
I wish my mind would stop...
Cb C#
Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me.
D#m
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
Cb
Paint abandons canvas.
C# D#m
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch.
Cb
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?
I won't...
D#m F#
Shaking as I rest her body down.
Cb
No one knows, only me...
C#
It's frightening...
Cb Cb A#
Sweaty hands will fail to lock the door...
A#
They'll be here soon.
D# F F# G#
I wish I could keep my teeth from grinding.
D# F F# G#
I wish I'd stop looking behind me.
Cb Cb A#
Running now will only make it worse...
A#
They'll be here soon.
D# F F# G#
I wish I could shake the awful feeling.
F# G# A#/F
I wish my mind would stop...
Cb C#
Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me.
D#m
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
Cb
Paint abandons canvas.
C# D#m
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch.
Cb
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?
D# F F# G# D# F F# G#
There's a madman glaring straight at me!
D# F F# G# D# F F# G# 2x D# F F# G#
Oh I know I've seen his face before...
D# F F# G# F# G# A#/F
I am sure I've seen his face before...
Cb C#
Maybe I am crazy and my mind is trying to deceive me.
D#m
As the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?
Cb
Paint abandons canvas.
C# D#m
And my brush can't seem to start again from scratch.
Cb
As I watch everything unravel, why should I even try to stop the collapse?
I won't...