Ends Meet

Am G F I've been trying to make ends meet, waking up on the same street F G Am In my dreams we're dancing, I'm standing on your feet Am G F On the wasy to the venue, I look over and tell you F G Am Am I can't wait for the weekend we've got planned, I love you G F F But are all good things just built to break G Am Am Can a house be made just by mistake G F E If I can't forget the way I always feel N.C. Is that just the deal F This friction is fictional Am Intrinsically liminal Dm To put in your hands, my breakable stance E Am Well it's easier just to play pretend G F F I know happiness comes first, disillusion in exerpts G Am Am If I bite my tongue all alone, will it still hurt? G F F Independence from purpose, well is anything worth it G Am Am Is there comfort in waiting for good days to surface? G F F What if all good things are built to break G Am Am Can a house be made just by mistake G F E If I can't forget the way I always feel N.C. Is that just the deal F This friction is fictional Am Intrinsically liminal Dm To put in your hands, my breakable stance E Well it's easier just to play pretend F In dreams you're a catalyst Am For comfort or detriment Dm The means to extend from opposite ends E Well it's easier just to play pretend Dm Am Is it worth the hurt just to tell the truth E To pull the rug beneath Am Dm Capture the illusion in my hands Am E To stand all of me in front of you Dm Am Could you be proud to say you associate E And could you face the fates Am Tell it to 'em straught Dm Is this a dream state Am E Am A cycle shaking me awake G F F My attempts at prediction have become an addiction G Am Just to bandage the wounds that I'm fearing N.C. Are fiction