Lady Lamb the Beekeeper - Crane your neck

^GI pressed my ear against your back not even a week after we met ^EmAnd I felt your heartbeat fall like raindrops in a bucket ^GI used to have a pretty nice spine but I neglected to give it a name ^EmSo each time I tried to straighten it, I couldn't get its attention

And I pl^Amaced my palm ^Cupon your collar^Gbone And I wi^Amshed to fall ^Casleep deep in your m^Garrow As ge^Amntly as a ^Cmouse curled up in a ^Gball As ge^Amntly as a ^Cmouse until tomo^Grrow

^GWe ripped off all our clothes and this included all our jewelry ^EmAnd we ran hand in hand back when you brought out the beast in me The ^Amparts that are dormant, I ^Cwish to set them f^Gree And ^Amin the clarity of this nig^Cht I make myself b^Gelieve I can sleep easily alone But ^Amthere's a hunger under my skin and its gr^Cipping at my bo^Gnes There's a ^Amhunger like a lion's and it's rip^Cping right through my bo^Gnes

^GSo I push my limbs all forward like a tree does in a storm ^EmAnd I walk across the kitchen and I lean against the window I'm as ^Amcalm as a baby l^Camb that is being l^Ged I'm as ^Amblue as blood be^Cfore the blood goes ^Gred

And ^Amhow it hurts ev^Cen in the s^Gun It is a G^Amod-damned joke how we can ^Churt even in the s^Gun For, a he^Amart beats best in a be^Cd beside the one that it l^Goves Oh yes, a h^Ameart beats the best when in a he^Cad, death becomes irre^Glevant Cause if you're d^Amreaming about dying, then you're n^Cot really living, darl^Ging You've gotta be st^Amarving, you've gotta be st^Carving for ^Git And if you're c^Amrying by the moon, in the s^Cun you better lift up that ^Gchin

^GTwist your hips ^EmAnd crane your neck ^GTwist your hips ^EmAnd crane your neck ^GTwist your hips ^EmAnd crane your neck ^GTwist your hips ^EmAnd bend your body back You've gotta be s^Amtarving, you've gotta be st^Carving for i^Gt You've gotta be s^Amtarving, you've gotta be st^Carving for i^Gt