Passion Pit - Sleepyhead

And ^Gyou said ^Dit was like ^Cfire around the brim ^{G D} Burning ^Csolid burning thin the burning ^Grim ^D Like stars ^Cburning holes right through the ^Gdark ^D Flicking ^Cfire like saltwater into ^Gmy eyes ^DYou were one ^Cinch from the edge of this ^Gbed ^D I dragged you ^Cback a sleepy^Ghead ^{D C} sleepy^Ghead ^{D C}

Th^Dey couldn't ^Cthink of something to say the day you ^Gburst ^D With all their ^Clions and all their might and all their ^Gthirst ^D They crowd your ^Cbedroom like some thoughts wearing ^Gthin ^D Against the ^Cwalls against your rules against ^Gyour skin ^D My beard ^Cgrew down to the floor and out through the ^Gdoors ^D Of your ^Ceyes, begonia skies like a sleepy^Ghead ^{D C} sleepy^Ghead ^{D C}