Key: C Verse 1: C Filling up your silence with my nonsensical chatter Am Stealing all the air that you don't use F Overcompensation only makes me that much sadder G I'm pulling at your sleeve, but you don't move Pre-Chorus: Am Our quiet isn't comfy anymore F
I'm freezing in the coldest kinda warm Chorus: C Things are going south, but I'm directionally challenged Am Blissfully unconscious of the obvious imbalance F Pushing up the boulder, it's a treacherous climb G But this is probably the hill where I'm gonna die Post-Chorus: Am I'm gonna die (On this hill) G I'm gonna die (On this hill) Verse 2: C Lying through my teeth when I say I'm not overthinking Am Like maybe if I play it off real cool F You might try to find me underneath what we're not speaking G Digging up a grave that's five-foot-two Pre-Chorus: Am Our quiet isn't easy anymore F I'm losing in the coldest kinda war Chorus: C Things are going south, but I'm directionally challenged Am Blissfully unconscious of the obvious imbalance F Pushing up the boulder, it's a treacherous climb G But this is probably the hill where I'm gonna die Post-Chorus: Am I'm gonna die (On this hill) G I'm gonna die (On this hill) Am I'm gonna die (On this hill) G I'm gonna die (On this hill) For I'm gonna die
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