Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

I found your photograph, in a cardboard box, in a magazine.

I can't remember you, remember us, or anything

I taught you how to feel but you just feel numb

They taught you how to feel but you just feel numb

She comes apart, in the av-a-lanche

Fades out like a dance crawls back into bed

When it's over When it's over

When it's over it's over...

I watch the window and listen for the sound of cars

I can't remember the last time that it was yours

I taught you how to feel why do you feel numb?

They taught us how to feel but we just feel numb

She comes apart, in the av-a-lanche

Fades out like a dance crawls back into bed

When it's over When it's over

When it's over it's over...

She falls apart in the av-a-lanche

Fades out like a dance crawls back into bed

When it's over When it's over

When it's over it's over...