Intro
C
And I could never tell as a kid
What that window door went to
Em7
Only told to stay away
I almost had an accident, age 6
C
When I found the key in the attic
And now the smell of these wood frames
Em7
Is the only sense I've left
So as you pull me from the bed
C
Tell me I look stunning and cadaverous
C Em7 Am
(x2 or 4)
C
And since you are my friend
I would ask that you lower me down slow
Em7
And tell the man in the black cloak
He doesn't need to trouble his good soul
c
With those Latin conjugations
And if it's all the same to them
Em7
You should tell your gathering friends
Please not to purse their faces grim
C
On such a lovely Sunday
C Em7
Don't fix my smile, life is long enough
C
We will put this flesh into the ground again [x6]
