Sink Florida Sink(Chords)

	        Opa, agora a musica certa 


      C		 
Not one more word tonight 
      Am	 
between here and there 
	    G 
We'll put a distance the size of the ocean 
           F 
so now his heart can be a skipping rythem 
As the cadence carries me 
I almost drift away 
far enough to forget 
but when it comes you cannot hesitate 
and when found I will write 
on account and seal it in an envelope 
addressed to your last known residence 

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooooooooooo 

and we sink and we drowned 
and what is lost can never be found 
well these arms did swim,  
until the lungs pulled in 
panic was lost in a deep understanding 
that you will see what is wrong with everything 
what is wrong with you and me 
they make all the right reasons to fuck it up 
you gotta fuck it up 

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaoooooooooooooooo 

(That sounded pretty good to me) 
(I thought it was pretty good) 

	        

Written by Laura Jane Grace