Capo: 6th fret
[Verse 1]
Dm
Cremate me
Am
Deliver me to safety
Em
So that when it’s spent maybe
F
My corps will be my own
Dm
Scatter ashes, leave no mark of where you,
Am
Plant it, so the hoardes will be,
Em
Disbanded as they search on a treasure map of my,
F
Headstone
[Chorus]
Dm
Leave me to the beast and
Em
Bears, I rather that the feast is,
F
Theirs, they can’t reserve neighboring plots,
Or request to be buried on top
Dm
Leave me for a day or,
Em
Two, to make sure that I turn
F
Blue, for the first time since I was ten
N.C
I’m undesirable again
Dm Am Em F
[Verse 2]
Dm
I’ll tattoo it
Am
Just so they cant consume it
Em
If the mob thinks that it’s ruined it’s easier to
F
Save
Dm
But please hurry
Am
If you really love me
Em
You’ll dispose of me unceremoniously
F
In the waves
[Chorus]
Dm
Leave me to the trees and,
Em
Air, I’d rather that the feast was,
F
Theirs, They can’t reserve neighbouring plots
Or buy cuttings of my,
Dm
Priceless Locks
Leave me for two days or
Em
Three, ‘til my fingertips turn
F
Green, for the first time since I was ten,
N.C
I’m undesireble again
Capo: 6th fret
[Verse 1]
Dm
Cremate me
Am
Deliver me to safety
Em
So that when it’s spent maybe
F
My corps will be my own
Dm
Scatter ashes, leave no mark of where you,
Am
Plant it, so the hoardes will be,
Em
Disbanded as they search on a treasure map of my,
F
Headstone
[Chorus]
Dm
Leave me to the beast and
Em
Bears, I rather that the feast is,
F
Theirs, they can’t reserve neighboring plots,
Or request to be buried on top
Dm
Leave me for a day or,
Em
Two, to make sure that I turn
F
Blue, for the first time since I was ten
N.C
I’m undesirable again
Dm Am Em F
[Verse 2]
Dm
I’ll tattoo it
Am
Just so they cant consume it
Em
If the mob thinks that it’s ruined it’s easier to
F
Save
Dm
But please hurry
Am
If you really love me
Em
You’ll dispose of me unceremoniously
F
In the waves
[Chorus]
Dm
Leave me to the trees and,
Em
Air, I’d rather that the feast was,
F
Theirs, They can’t reserve neighbouring plots
Or buy cuttings of my,
Dm
Priceless Locks
Leave me for two days or
Em
Three, ‘til my fingertips turn
F
Green, for the first time since I was ten,
N.C
I’m undesireble again
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