Beth Crowley - How it ends

there's^Am a darkn^Cess that p^Dlays behind your wi^Ecked smile an ac^Amhing sa^Cdness as you cr^Dadle me like I^E'm a child this ^Amis madne^Css ^D we're de^Escending into^Am madness^{C D E}

and it c^Fhills me ^Dmto the ^Ambone even wh^Fen you're go^Dmne I'm not^E alone I'm never alone

^DmI'm searching, d^Amesperate for a f^Gracture in your^E sh^Fell ^Dmwith every ^Ampassing day it g^Gets harder to t^Eel^Fl ^Amwhere the d^Cemon stops and wh^Fere you begin bu^Ft I promise you this i^Gsn't how it e^Amnds

I a^Amm frightene^Cd as we t^Dumble down the ^Erabbit hole my grip^Am tight^Cens, I'm cl^Dinging to your ^Emissing soul you can^Am fight the^Cm ^{D E}together we c^Aman fi^Cght the^Dm ^E

Tell me yo^Fu're not ^Dmtoo far^Am gone that I'm n^Fot a fool fo^Dmr holding ^Eon I have to hold on

^DmI'm searching, d^Amesperate for a f^Gracture in your^E sh^Fell ^Dmwith every ^Ampassing day it g^Gets harder to t^Eel^Fl ^Amwhere the d^Cemon stops and wh^Fere you begin bu^Ft I promise you this i^Gsn't how it e^Amnds

De^Amep within your twis^Cted truth you m^Eade yourself a h^Fome but it's a^Am place where I can't fol^Clow you don't le^Eave me on my ^Fown I c^Ean't do this on m^Fy own

^DmI'm searching, d^Amesperate for a f^Gracture in your^E sh^Fell ^Dmwith every ^Ampassing day it g^Gets harder to t^Eel^Fl ^Amwhere the d^Cemon stops and wh^Fere you begin bu^Ft I promise you this i^Gsn't how it e^Amnds