^AmNo friends, nothing to do No s^Gtart, no end

Stuck in the middle

Of ^Amall of these games Running around in an e^Gmpty room Bumping into the c^Amold brick walls Pierce my lips until b^Glood

Starts falling out the side of my head

And I'll s^Amit, and rest And try to remember where ^GI left off

And do it again

^AmMid^Gnight, I li^Ge awa^Fke ^AmNo ^Gsleep until my d^Gying ^Fday, yeah ^AmMid^Gnight, and t^Gime to ^Fwaste And I'll n^Amever move ^Gon, ^Fwhoa whoa

^AmThink deep, take myself to an^Gother scene Anywhere else, but this em^Ampty room Where every breath feels l^Gike my last

And I'll never move on

^FAnd it feels so st^Amrange Living every n^Gight like this Wasting it a^Fway, oh oh ^Amoh

^AmAnd it feels so st^Grange Wasting it ^Faway

And it feels so strange Think deep, take myself to another scene Anywhere else, but this empty room Where every breath feels like my last And I'll never move on

^AmAnd I'll never go ^Gon, whoa who^Fa Whoa whoa, and I'll never go on Whoa whoa...

Rock Kills Kid - Midnight acoustic