Autoscroll
1 Column 
Text size
Transpose 0
Tuning: G C E A
And I could never Ctell as a kid What that window door went to Only told to stay Em7away
I almost had an accident, age 6
When I found the key in the atCtic And now the smell of these wood frames Is the only sense I've leEm7ft
So as you pull me from the bed
Tell me I look stunning and cadaverCous
C Em7 Am (x2 or 4) And since you are Cmy friend
I would ask that you lower me down slow
And tell the man in the Em7black cloak He doesn't need to trouble his good soul c With those Latin conjugations
And if it's all the same to them
You should tell your gathering Em7friends Please not to purse their faces grim On such a lovely SunCday
CDon't fix my smile, life is long enouEm7gh We will put this flesh into the ground agaCin [x6]