Chords
| | D | F#min | C | A |
| The ember still | glows, a | lone, de | fiant. | |
| | D | F#min | C | A |
| It's stuck in a | heart that's | never been com | pliant. | |
| | Gmin | A | Bmin | F#min |
| I'd put it | out, but | I don't have con | trol. |
| | Emin | Gmin | D | A |
| I | stamp it and it | only burns my | sole. | |
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| I don't have a shot. I long ago quit hopin'. |
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| I'd like to get caught, and get it in the open. |
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| I smothered it; I knew this love was doomed. |
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| But it's still aglow, and I'm the one consumed. |
| | Dmin | Amin | G |
| My thoughts are | turning circu | lar. |
| | Dmin | Amin | G |
| I think of | not thinking of | her. |
| | Dmin | Amin | G |
| Though writing | songs won't help this | man, |
| | Dmin | Amin | E |
| I am con | vinced that nothing | can. |
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| The year's in retreat. The days are growing darker. |
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| I stare at my feet. My plight is growing starker. |
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| For I am cursed in perpetuity |
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| With a vampire heart that steals the life from me. |
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