Em, G, Cm, G
Am C G D
The room filled with the stain of a hundred cigarettes
Am C G D
Sober through the haze, just one silhouette
Am C
Fumble with the keys in the door
Em
But don't turn the light on
Fm (3rd)
Don't turn the light on
Em G Cm G
We don't need to wait for our eyes to adjust
Em G Cm G
Yeah, we can see it all by the time we touch
Em G Cm G
The streetlight through the shutters may be all we need
Em G Cm G
Cuz the more the room goes dark, the more of you I see
Am C G D
Dim lit, the room black, we can keep those candles out
Am C G D
Shapes, we paint a map, where this is going now
Am C
A novel with the words I wanna say
Em
But don't turn the light on
Fm (3rd)
Don't turn the light on
Em G Cm G
We don't need to wait for our eyes to adjust
Em G Cm G
Yeah, we can see it all by the time we touch
Em G Cm G
The streetlight through the shutters may be all we need
Em G Cm G
Cuz the more the room goes dark, the more of you I see
Em G Cm G
Sun breaks cracks in closed blinds
Em G Cm G
We never once close our eyes
Em G Cm G
We don't need to wait for our eyes to adjust
Em G Cm G
Yeah, we can see it all by the time we touch
Em G Cm G
The streetlight through the shutters may be all we need
Em G Cm G
Cuz the more the room goes dark, the more of you I see
Em G Cm G
The more I see
Em G Cm G
Yeah, the more I see
Em G Cm G
In the Dark, in the night, dim lit and closed eyes
Em G Cm G
In the black, when we touch, streetlight's more than enough
Em G Cm G
The more I see
Em G Cm G
Yeah, the more I see
