Incoherent Love Songs

	  		  
       C                    Em 
the same hair color, the same tattoos 
             Am                   G 
you've got unlimited resources or nothing to lose 
           C    
you make a choice  
G                             C 
and you were always afraid of dying 
                     C                           E7 
and i know i've been distant and i've filled you with doubt 
         Am                   G 
but i've been heartbroken and i figured out 
              C      G                             C 
we all make a choice and i've never been afraid of dying 
        Em                      Am 
but its fine because i'm already hardly alive 
        F           G       F          G 
and keep on holding on, hostile or withdrawn 
(C Em C G) 
its our will, our way, live through it everyday and i  
      F              G  
don't really care to stop it because we've 
(C Em C G) 
brought it all on ourselves for so long  
       F                  G 
and it helps us to remain valiant  
            C                    Em 
harboring affection, you pull me in too deep 
         Am                       G 
just for female attention or some form of relief  
               C        G       C 
and we'll just come back, we're always ashamed of trying 
        C                    Em 
its all so familiar, all of this pent-up regret 
       Am                          G 
behind last night's mascara and 10 dollar bets 
         C              G            C 
that you knew you'd lose, but you've never been ashamed of trying 
        Em                      Am 
but its fine because i'm already hardly alive 
        F           G       F          G 
and keep on holding on, hostile or withdrawn 
(C Em C G) 
its our will, our way, live through it everyday and i  
      F              G  
don't really care to stop it because we've 
(C Em C G) 
brought it all on ourselves for so long  
       F                  G 
and it helps us to remain valiant  
         C                      Em 
the same apprehension, the same subtlety 
         Am                    G 
its been 3 years and you still tread on me 
          C             G                C 
its not a choice, its a struggle to stay conscious 
       C                          Em 
some romantic metaphor, its an uncanny sign 
           Am                      G 
baby, i'll be your muse if you'll always be mine 
            C          G         C 
we spell it out in incoherent love songs