Peter McPoland

Dead Air

Peter McPoland


Tom: C#m

                    C#m         A
Oh my God, my stomach flipped again
    E       F#m              E
Oh shit, my face is turning red
   F#m            E
I taste where my lips bled
      G#m7                     C#m
From mouthing all that's in my head
A              E        F#m      E F#m  E
I thought that I would dream of you by now
G#7

[Chorus]
               C#m A  E
And if I stare long enough
         G#                C#m     B    A    Am
Is that dead air? Or is it love, love, love?


[Verse 2]
 E                       A      E
What's that face staring at me for
                        A     E
Son of God, or just a lying whore
 G#                                 A     E
Take these thoughts and carve the others out
 G#                                   A     E
Baby take my thoughts and carve the others out


[Verse 3]
        A            Am          E
Cause maybe in the morning, the sun won't shine
  A            Am          E
Maybe in the morning, my lungs won't rise
   A               Am             E     F#m
If I believe in something, it's nothing nice
                    A        E    F#m
But I beliеve in falling in love


[Outro]
                    A        E
Yes I bеlieve in falling in love
            F#m                A
(In love, in love, in love, in love)
            E
Falling in love
            F#m                A
(In love, in love, in love, in love)
                 E
Falling back in love
            F#m                A
(In love, in love, in love, in love)
                 E
Falling back in love
             F#m               A
(In love, in love, in love, in love)
                     E
I'm falling back in love

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