Intro: Bm   E Em7sus2 

verse 1 
Bm                                                             E 
I only know what the world shows through what I think feel and fear. 
Bm                                                          E 
Keep my eyes closed no threat is posed is I pretend I’m not here. 
Bm                                             E 
I won’t negate my unholy fate with only 1 life left. 
Bm                                                              E 
I’ll give it a break, I’ll stand by and wait instead of getting obsessed. 


[Refrão]
 
Bm            F#m                    A 
What have you done to make things so fun, 
                  E       D      Bm   F#m  Bm 
Is it your wicked torture that I find so great? 
Bm            F#m                           A 
You render me stunned when you hit your homeruns, 
                  E       D      Bm   F#m  Bm 
I get the sensation this is the perfect mistake. 

verse 2 
Bm                                                                 E 
When you up the heat I’ll dance to your beat, I’ll even keep it in time. 
Bm                                                          E 
I’m in for a treat if I move my feet and step them over the line. 
Bm                                                                E 
A crack of your whip you’re so well equipped when performing your skill. 
Bm                                                                     E 
The tip of your lips your words are unhitched and I’m in love with the thrill. 


[Refrão]
 
Bm            F#m                    A 
What have you done to make things so fun, 
                  E       D      Bm   F#m  Bm 
Is it your wicked torture that I find so great? 
Bm            F#m                           A 
You render me stunned when you hit your homeruns, 
                  E       D      Bm   F#m  Bm 
I get the sensation this is the perfect mistake. 

Bridge 
C#m                            F#m 
Fake a fight atleast but don’t pretend, 
                    C#m 
That you don’t hate this. 
                                  F#m 
It’s just another thing for me to defend, 
             F#5add#9addb13 
Oh we’re not broken we’re bent. 
         F#                       Bm 
My little accident of the perfect kind. 


[Refrão]
 
Bm            F#m                    A 
What have you done to make things so fun, 
                  E       D      Bm   F#m  Bm 
Is it your wicked torture that I find so great? 
Bm            F#m                           A 
You render me stunned when you hit your homeruns, 
                  E       D      Bm   F#m  Bm 
I get the sensation this is the perfect mistake. 

Bm            F#m                    A 
What have you done to make things so fun, 
                  E       D      Bm   F#m  Bm 
Is it your wicked torture that I find so great? 
Bm            F#m                           A 
You render me stunned when you hit your homeruns, 
                  E       D      Bm   F#m  Bm 
I get the sensation this is the perfect mistake.