Fireworks - Bed sores

^CI'm glad that you s^Ftill came ^Cby It ^Amwasn't really ^Ficy outs^Cide I was just in o^Fne of my m^Amoods Now we're l^Faughing on bed s^Gheets in my r^Coom

^CMy mother she s^Flept on the c^Couch ^AmWhile deer hooves made h^Foles in the g^Cround Maybe my b^Frother's b^Amlood ^FDripped on me from t^Ghe top b^Cunk

I keep telling mys^Geeee-^Am-eeee^Flf, that e^Gverybody's t^Amale's better t^Fhan my own And my H^Geeee^Am--eee^Feell is my o^Cwn

^CThe neighbors were y^Foung back t^Chen ^AmAnd their homes were n^Few to t^Chem Now they can't s^Fleep at n^Amight 'Cause t^Fheir husbands are d^Gying ins^Cide, t^Amheir husbands are d^Gying ins^Cide

I keep telling mys^Geeee-^Am-eeee^Flf, that e^Gverybody's t^Amale's better t^Fhan my own And my H^Geeee^Am--eee^Feell is my own

These h^Amouses are headstones These b^Fasements they are g^Emraves ^FAfter getting out, ^CI never thought ^GI would want back in I want back i^Cn

I keep telling mys^Geeee-^Am-eeee^Flf, that e^Gverybody's t^Amale's better t^Fhan my own And my H^Geeee^Am--eee^Feell is my ^Gown ^{Am F G}everybody's t^Amale's better t^Fhan my own And my H^Geeee^Am--eee^Feell is my o^Cwn