capo i
Em D
his father was a drinker
Bm C
and his mother cried in bed
Em D
folding john wayne’s t – shirts
Bm C
when the swingset hit his head
. . . and repeat . . .
the neighbors they adored him
for his humor and his conversation
look underneath the house there
find the few living things
rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
twenty – seven people , even more
they were boys with their cars , summer jobs
oh my god
are you one of them?
he dressed up like a clown for them
with his face paint white and red
and on his best behavior
in a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
he’d kill ten thousand people
with a sleight of his hand
running far , running fast to the dead
he took of all their clothes for them
he put a cloth on their lips
quiet hands , quiet kiss
on the mouth
and in my best behavior
i Am really just like him
look beneath the floorboards
for the secrets i have hid
capo i
Em D
his father was a drinker
Bm C
and his mother cried in bed
Em D
folding john wayne’s t – shirts
Bm C
when the swingset hit his head
. . . and repeat . . .
the neighbors they adored him
for his humor and his conversation
look underneath the house there
find the few living things
rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
twenty – seven people , even more
they were boys with their cars , summer jobs
oh my god
are you one of them?
he dressed up like a clown for them
with his face paint white and red
and on his best behavior
in a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
he’d kill ten thousand people
with a sleight of his hand
running far , running fast to the dead
he took of all their clothes for them
he put a cloth on their lips
quiet hands , quiet kiss
on the mouth
and in my best behavior
i Am really just like him
look beneath the floorboards
for the secrets i have hid
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