Am F Em
Am F G
Am F Em

[Verse 1]
F                              G                     Am
  It's where you live, but you don't know how it's built
F                             G                         Am
  If we're just dust, then it doesn't matter who you kill
F                     G                   Am         G
  Don't cut me up and tell me that it's ok
F                           Em              Am       G
  Just turn it off 'cause I don't care anyway


[Pre-Chorus]
          F  G
It lit me up
        Am    G
It lit me up
          F  G
It lit me up
        Am    G
It lit me up


[Verse 2]
F                           G                  Am    G
  Something's stirring in a deep Atlantic trench
F                      G                            Am    G
  Doesn't forget the thousand years before it slipped
F                         G                  Am    G
  It's the beast, it's my heart, it's so brave
F                   G                 Am    G
  Dive down into it to live in its head

[Pre-Chorus]
          F  G
It lit me up
        Am    G
It lit me up
          F  G
It lit me up
        Am    G
It lit me up


[Chorus]
          F                     G
It lit me up like a torch on a pitch black night,
        Am                                  G
like an ember in the needles of a dried up pine
       F                      G
Lit me up and I burn from the inside out
        Am                             G
Yeah, I burn like a witch in a Puritan town
        F Em C Am G
It lit me
        F Em C Am G
It lit me


[Verse 3]
F                                       Am
  When I grow up I want to be a heretic
F                          G                              Am
  I want to climb over the walls, cause I'm not on the list
F                           G                         Am
  I want to put my hands to work until the work's done
F                      G                    Am
  I want to open up my heart like the ocean


[Pre-Chorus]
          F  G
It lit me up
        Am    G
It lit me up
          F  G
It lit me up
        Am    G
It lit me up


[Chorus]
          F                        G
It lit me up like a rag soaked in gasoline,
    Am                                        G
the neck of the bottle breaking right at my feet
          F                        G
It lit me up and I burned from the inside out
Am                                        G
Yeah, I burned like a witch in a Puritan town
        F Em C Am G
It lit me
         F          Em C Am G
It was a good dream

F Em C Am G