Against Me! - Searching for a former clarity

No the doc^Ators didn't tell you, tha^F#mt you were dying They just col^Elected their money, and s^Dent you on your way. But ^Ayou knew all along, went o^F#mn pretending nothing was wrong. you said ^EI will keep my focus, til^Dl the end.

And in th^Ae journal you kept, by ^F#mthe side of your bed. You wrot^Ee nightly in aspir^Dation, of developing as an author. Conf^Aessing childhood s^F#mecrets, of dressing up in women's clothes. Compu^Elsions you never knew the ^Dreasons to, Well eve^Aryone, you e^F#mver meet or love, be just relati^Eonship based on a^D false presumption, despite ever^Ayone, you ever ^F#mmeet or love. In the e^End, will you ^Dbe all alone'

As th^Ae disease spreads slowly through your body, pumped by y^F#mour heart to the tips of your arms and your legs, your g^Ereatest fear was that your mind wouldn't last, your c^Doherency and alertness would be the first things to fade, as yo^Aur hair thinned, as the weight fell off, as your teeth blackened, as ^F#mthe lesions spotted your skin, as you f^Eell to your knees in the center of the stage, as you offered wit^Dness to mortality in exchange for the ticket price, as th^Ae lights blended into the continuing noise. As ^F#mall hope was finally lost, adrenaline carried one last thought to fruition