Girlyman - Easy bake ovens

You were throwing your sh^Amoes right up over the wi^Dre You were rolling out Eas^Gy Bake Ovens and tire^Cs Another whole da^Amy on the Bucks County plai^Dn Clouds rolling i^Gn, it's feeling like rain Back in the yard^Cms and the woods by the po^Fol The leaves were on fi^Bbre when I came home from sch^Ebool Singing a song^Cm that I wrote in myse^Flf Singing that ^BbI could be something else

You were throwing your s^Ebmhoes right up over the w^G#ire I was sitting there watchi^C#ng on half-buried ti^F#res Scratching on sidew^Ebmalks with fingers and st^G#one Waiting for t^C#ime, feeling alone Taking out p^F#mins in the cushions ins^Bide The rain falling do^Ewn on the telephone wi^Are Falling fa^F#mrther and far^Bther aw^Eay

Those were the d^Amays of the model airp^Dlanes Shooting up roc^Gkets for neighborhood f^Came You on the gr^Amound, the remote in your h^Dand I was sinking on d^Gown, my feet in the sand The rock and roll ba^Cmbysitter's ta^Fles Of nights with the b^Bboys running off of the r^Ebails They'd spend the whole ni^Cmght on abandoned fa^Frms Burning ^Bbup in each other's arms

You were throwing your s^Ebmhoes right up over the w^G#ire You were setting those E^C#asy Bake Ovens on f^F#ire I was carving my n^Ebmame on a chalkboard with na^G#ils Waiting for some^C#body else to be there Outside, the ^F#mdim suburban ho^Bmes With their lawns full of ash^Etrays and their buckets of ph^Aones Ringing off mo^F#mthers in ho^Buses all d^Eay

B^Amack then we had to be c^Dool But nob^Gody taught me the ru^Cles ^AmSo I just wrote it all do^Dwn On the ins^Gide of my fast food paperboard crown Riding bi^Cmkes before I learned about br^Fakes Around and aro^Bbund those cul-de-sac la^Ebnes The teens rolling b^Cmy in their giant green c^Fars Driving like ra^Bbin, they were kissing like stars

You were throwing your s^Ebmhoes right up over the w^G#ire You were building those Tinke^C#rtoy castle empi^F#res Melting your cra^Ebmyons over tables of fl^G#ame I was feeling al^C#one, I was feeling insane Dad took a pi^F#mcture on August the n^Binth Of us with the news^Epaper and the head^Aline 'Ford Step^F#ms Up; Ni^Bxon Res^Eig^Esusns' ^E