Key: A
Introduction:
A D4
Poison oak, some boyhood bravery
A D4
When the telephone was a tin can on a string
F#m E
And I fell asleep with you still talking to me
A D4
You said you weren' t afraid to die
A D4
In polaroids you were dressed in women' s clothes
A D4
Were you made ashamed, why' d you lock them in the drawer?
F#m E
Well I don' t think that I ever loved you more
A
Than when you turned away
D4
When you slammed the door
F#m E
When you stole a car drove, towards Mexico
A D4
And you wrote bad checks just to fill your arm
F#m E
I was young enough, I still believed in war
E F#m
But let the poets cry themselves to sleep
E F#m
And all their tearful words would turn back into steam
A D4
But me, I' m a single cell on a serpent' s tongue
F#m E
And there' s a muddy field where a garden was
A
And I' m glad you got away
D4
But I' m still stuck out here
F#m E
My clothes are soaking wet from your brother' s tears
E F#m
And I never thought this life was possible
E F#m
You' re the yellow bird that I' ve been waiting for
A D4
The end of paralysis I was a statuette
F#m E
Now I' m drunk as hell on a piano bench
A D4
And when I press the keys it all gets reversed
F#m E
The sound of loneliness makes me happier