The Airborne Toxic Event - Wishing well

^GStanding on a bus stop Feeling your head pop ^COut in the night On the kind of night ^GWhere you want to be out On the street, on the street ^CCrawling up the walls Like a cat in heat

^GAnd the air is thin And it blows through your skin ^CAnd you feel like something Is about to begin ^GBut you don't know what And you don't know when ^CSo you tear at your hair And you scratch at your skin

^GYou wanna run away, run away Just get on the fucking train and leave today ^CAnd it doesn't matter where you spend the night You just might end up somewhere in a fight, in a fight ^GOr caught in your room on a concrete shelf Fighting all alone, with yourself, with yourself ^CAnd you just wanna feel like a coin that's been tossed In a wishing well, a wishing well

^DA wishing well, a wishing well Well, you're tossed in the air ^CAnd you fell and you fell Through the dark blue waters ^DWhere you cast your spell G Like you were just a wish that could turn out well

^GSo you stand on the corner Where the angels sit ^CAnd you think to yourself, "This is it, this is it, ^GThis is all that I have All I can stand ^CIs this air in my lungs And this coin in my hand ^GThat you tossed in the air And I fell, and I fell ^CAll the way to the bottom Of the well, of the well ^GLike those soft little secrets That you tell, that you tell ^CTo yourself, when you think No one's listening to, well"

^GAnd the walls spin And you're paper-thin ^CFrom the haze of the smoke And the mescaline ^GThe threat of your brow Under unmade sheets ^CIn your ear with the noise From the darkest streets ^GWe ran far and wide You screamed, you cried ^CYou thought suicide was an alibi ^GBut you were always a mess You were always aloof ^CYeah, it's awful, I guess But it's the awful truth G; It was truth from the first To the last words that she read

^DAnd she emerged from the dark Like a ghost in my head ^CShe said, "I haven't forgot Any words that you said ^DI just stare at the clocks And I cry in my sleep ^CAnd I tear up your letters And I burn them in heaps ^DAnd I gather the ashes In that hole in the ground Where we ^Gfell"