Postal Service - We will become silhouettes

I've got a cup^Cboard with cans of fo^Fod, filtered wat^Cer, And pictures of y^Fou and i'm not^C coming out Until th^Fis is all over^{C F} And i'm lo^Coking through the ^Fglass where the li^Cght bends At the cra^Fcks And i'm scr^Ceaming at the top of my lun^Fgs prete^Cnding The echoes belo^Fng to so^Dmmeone So^Dmmeone i used to ^Cknow And we b^Dmecome silhouettes when our bodies final^Cly go B^Ca ^Fba^C b^Fa...

I wanted to^C walk through the emp^Fty streets And feel somethin^Cg constant under my ^Ffeet, But all the n^Cews reports reco^Fmmended that I stay indoor^Cs ^F Because the ^Cair outside will make ^Four cells D^Civide at an alarming r^Fate until our s^Chells Simply cannot ho^Fld all our ins^Cides in, ^F And that's when we'll e^Dmxplode (and it won't be a pretty^C sight) ^DmAnd we'll become silhouettes when our bodies fin^Cally go B^Ca ^Cba^C b^Ca... And w^Ce'll become silhouettes ^Cwhen our bodies fin^Cally go B^Ca ba ba... ^C And we'll become silhouettes whe^Cn our bodies finally go B^Ca b^Fa b^Ca..^F. And we'll becom^Ce silhouettes when^C our bodies finally go B^Ca ba ba...^F

A^Cnd we'll be^Fcome An^Cd we'll be^Fcome