Capo 5 CEFCFGC C E It's 3 AM, and the conversation's spent. F C F G She's waiting on the bedside wrapped within the static wind and she's got C E powders and pills, chasing thrills through dollar bills, F C F G tracing lines of her reflection with her senses so distilled Am G as she drifts on through this dream. C E Am She can share her medication but she can't outrun the rain when clearly F C F C F C F G here she stands, with candy in her hands, she offers up the pixie dust and separates the sand, and I'll say: FCFC