The chords we play, ways left to communicate.

These roads are paved with puns we've made and your headboards never felt so safe.

Well they'll reach our graves where your friends and I will the lights and hide.

Oh what a nice surprise.

(Chorus) Don't, don't tell me when it's coming [no]

Don't, don't I just wanna see it for myself.

Don't breath, don't make a sound cause the song won't stop til the tape runs out.

When melody has nothing to hold, I'll be the last sound that you hear as your eyes close.

And these chords remain we'll use them to exploit the friends we've since forgot,

those friends we've lost. You all know just who you are.

Cause I've since made graves, but I'm too scared to etch the names for fear that I'm the one who's changed.

(Chorus)

The thought of death, it scares me to death and I don't know why, I don't know.

It's just too much to never wake up.