Eli Young Band - The more the room goes dark

^AmThe room filled wi^Cth the stain of a ^Ghundred cigarettes ^{D Am}Sober thr^Cough the haze, ^Gjust on^De silhouette ^AmFumble with the k^Ceys in the door But don't turn the ^Emlight on Fm (3rd) Don't turn the light on

^EmWe don't need to ^Gwait for ^Cmour eyes to adjust ^{G Em}Yeah, we can see it^G all by the ti^Cmme we tou^Gch ^EmThe streetlight through the shutt^Gers may be al^Cml we ne^Ged ^EmCuz the more the room goes da^Grk, the more of y^Cmou I se^Ge

^AmDim lit, the room black^C, we can keep those^G candles ou^Dt ^AmShapes, we paint a map, w^Chere this is go^Ging now ^{D Am}A novel with the words I^C wanna say But don't turn the ^Emlight on Fm (3rd) Don't turn the light on

^EmWe don't need to ^Gwait for ^Cmour eyes to adjust ^{G Em}Yeah, we can see it^G all by the ti^Cmme we tou^Gch ^EmThe streetlight through the shutt^Gers may be al^Cml we ne^Ged ^EmCuz the more the room goes da^Grk, the more of y^Cmou I se^Ge

^EmSun breaks ^Gcracks^Cm in closed^G blinds ^EmWe never on^Gce clo^Cmse our eye^Gs

^EmWe don't need to ^Gwait for ^Cmour eyes to adjust ^{G Em}Yeah, we can see it^G all by the ti^Cmme we tou^Gch ^EmThe streetlight through the shutt^Gers may be al^Cml we ne^Ged ^EmCuz the more the room goes da^Grk, the more of y^Cmou I se^Ge ^EmThe mo^Gre I ^Cmsee ^{G Em}Yeah, ^Gthe m^Cmore I ^Gsee

^EmIn the Dark, ^Gin the night, ^Cmdim lit and ^Gclosed eyes ^EmIn the black,^G when we touch^Cm, streetligh^Gt's more than enough ^EmThe mo^Gre I s^Cmee ^{G Em}Yeah, ^Gthe mo^Cmre I ^Gsee