Oscar Isaac - The measure of things

^GOh lover don't turn away The futures bangin' on your ^Ddoor Wont y^Aou just let it in ^G With teeth sinkin' in Beggin' you to sin ^DThe sirens sing^A so say it now^G Before the candles out Before the clocks tick off their a^Arms And our memories are sol^Gd When hope was still afloat Now we make love by^Bm rot^F#me ^G

^Em We could make it right ^D We'd save our s^Aouls tonight And with a w^Gord I'd take back all the shit I'v^De done ^Em And if you think its f^Dine Will you lay your he^Fad next to mine And breathe^C out the sickness trapped inside your lungs ^G Your lungs, ^Dyour ^Alungs ^{G D A}

^GOh lover with world aflame This winters freezin' up your charms ^D In c^Aold I have not known ^G It drags us into snow This heavy load we tow^D Our tripping tongues^A take time to moan ^G The spells we used to speak The push and pull and do it no^Dw Of boil^Aing summer days ^GWhy do you look that way Your eyes never were so ^Dgre^F#my ^G

^Em And we could make it right ^D We'd save our so^Auls tonight And with a w^Gord I'd take back all the shit I've^D done ^Em And if you think its fi^Dne Will you lay your he^Fad next to mine And breathe^C out the sickness trapped inside your lungs^Em We could make it right^D We'd save our souls^A tonight And with a word^G I'd take back all the shit I've done^Em And if you think its fine^D Will you lay your he^Aad next to mine^G And breathe in^C the goodness thats inside my soul ^G My soul, my ^Dsoul ^A