Toothpick

                      C
I wish our skin would meet
                      G
A sting I wish would bleed
       Am                                  F
Like toothpicks sliding under fingernails
                            C
Don't you need a breath of air?
                            G
'Cause you're biting at my head
       Am                                       F
Like starving great whites feeding in the deep end
    Am                             G
And I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be

      C                    Dm
I'm twisting my words to appear like
 F            Am
This doesn't burn
                          F
I'm staring at the sun, paper cuts are in my eyes
 C                           G
Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction
                   Am
With crime like a substance
                 F
I'm addicted to diving into the salt tides

                   C
I took you like a thief
                      G
A pinch that doesn't leave
           Am                                   F
It's like ice cubes grinding at your front teeth
                          C
And I miss you while you talk
                            G
It's a comforting sense of shock
            Am                            F
Feels like silver caught inside a toaster
    Am                             G
And I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be

    C                            Dm
I'm twisting my words to appear like
              C
This doesn't burn
 Am                            F
I'm staring at the sun, paper cuts are in my eyes
C                            Dm
Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction
                    Am
With crime like a substance
                       F
I'm addicted to diving into the salt tides

C  Dm  Am  F

   C
A fever that I'll never break
       G
'Cause I keep pushing pills away
Am                        F
Just to see my body shake
C
Expensive red wine, I hate the taste
G
And how the slightest spill will stain
          Am         F
I drink with you anyway
Am                                      G
'Cause I know that I'm not as strong as I make myself out to be

C                                D
I'm twisting my words to appear like
Dm            Am
This doesn't burn
                         F
I'm staring at the sun, paper cuts are in my eyes
C                            Dm
Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction
                    Am
With crime like a substance
                        F
I'm addicted to diving into the salt tides
      C                          Dm
I'm twisting my words to appear like
              Am
This doesn't burn
                         F
I'm staring at the sun, paper cuts are in my eyes
C                            G
Shrinking our worth, mixing fiction
                    Am
With crime like a substance
                        F
I'm addicted to diving into the salt tides

C        Am                    F
I wish I was just as strong as I make myself out to be

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