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Frostbite

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[Refrão] F#m Don't go out you'll get frostbite D We're walking on thin ice A Quit acting like you're oh so high E And spit out what's on your mind F#m You're giving me frostbite D With your eyes they're so nice A You make me feel dead inside E Keep using me till the morning light [Verso 1] F#m Roll me up cause you only want to hit D Talking to me only when you feel like it A Make me feel bad for everything you did E Throwing punches with what slips through your lips F#m Think I'm bleeding but I'll be your tourniquet D You're the reason why I always feel like this A E When I call you out you tell me I'm a lunatic F#m Hurt me D Make me feel unworthy I'm used to it now A Hurt me Then say to me E "You don't deserve me" Extension F#m D I hate that you're getting colder A And I feel more alone E I sense the night's getting darker N.C As you hold me close [Refrão] F#m Don't go out you'll get frostbite D We're walking on thin ice A Quit acting like you're oh so high E And spit out what's on your mind F#m You're giving me frostbite D With your eyes they're so nice A You make me feel dead inside E Keep using me till the morning light F#m Hurt me D Make me feel unworthy I'm used to it now A Hurt me Then say to me E "You don't deserve me" F#m D I think that I'm going crazy A Doing figure 8's in my brain E You are not my baby F#m D A E To you I'm entertainment Extension F#m D I hate that you're getting colder A And I feel more alone E I sense the night's getting darker N.C As you hold me close [Refrão] F#m Don't go out you'll get frostbite D We're walking on thin ice A Quit acting like you're oh so high E And spit out what's on your mind F#m You're giving me frostbite D With your eyes they're so nice A You make me feel dead inside E Keep using me till the morning light Outro F#m D Subconsciously crying out for help A "It's not you it's me" I tell myself E Staying 'cause you manipulate so well As you keep my heart up on the shelf F#m D Subconsciously crying out for help A "It's not you it's me" I tell myself E Staying 'cause you manipulate so well As you keep my heart up on the shelf