Tuning: G C E A (G C E A) A G With my back on the floor C F Cold linoleum icing my growing pains A G Watch the ceiling fan turn its shape again C F My threads are coming loose A G Yeah, I'm one spoon away C F From setting the ends of my hair on fire A G If I'm kindling for a little while C F At least I'd feel of use A G C Maybe then my breath could embody G A A wildfire starting G C F I'd sweep up the forest floor G C And my body'd breathe life into the corners A Be a darker soil A G Making lists, folding laundry C F Keeping tidy with my radio show A G I'd be lying if I told you C F I'm keeping tidy anymore A G Yeah, I swing from believing C F That maybe my working will all pay off A G To considering drinking with Molotov C F I'm halfway out the door A G C Maybe then my breath could embody G A A wildfire starting G C F I'd sweep up the forest floor G C And my body'd breathe life into the corners A Be a darker soil C Promise me F G That you'll start where I end C F And I promise to give you A G C Everything I am G (On and on and on) A F We'll go on and on and on G In the end F All I hope for C F Is to be a bit of warmth for you C G When there's not a lot of warmth left A To go around