Mirah - Bones and skin

If you^Em live inside the old graveyard Your ^Cskin and bones get kind of hard You ^Bmblame it on all of the ones who ^Emleft you

^EmIf you're in the closet with a broom Why don't you ^Csweep around the room Make l^Bmittle piles of all the things you don't ^Emunderstand

^DBut it's in the m^F#outh, it's ^Bmin the b^Emlood It's s^Dweet, the t^Baste, the ^Bmspit of ^Clove ^DPoor ^Bskin, too t^Bmhick to un^Emderstand The ^Dgravit^By and ^Bmgraceful ^Emplans

^EmIn the place that's made of old relations Where so^Cme got loved, some got hated How abs^Bently you move around, how lis^Emtless

Unde^Cr the blankets, were we br^Emave At le^Bast enough to recognize the st^Emorm is just a storm

Sh^Dine the lig^Bhts ac^Bmross the ^Embridge The sur^Dface yo^Bu can't f^Bmollow^Em it The gl^Dossy ni^Bght, the w^Bmind in f^Emits Get gir^Dders buck^Bling at t^Bmheir bi^Emts

Will ^EmI be this way when I'm dead Will I go home and go to bed Will ^BI wake up and wonder Did s^Emomething happen here

The d^Coctor, too, from d^Emown below They ca^Bll to one another âcross the ri^Emding in the night

Don't forget, you've got l^Cove You've got bra^Bvery, you've got tr^Emust You've got bodies, respons^Cibilities There's still mou^Bntains, they're pushing up from ^Emunderneath You've got pain, caused ple^Cnty of It's not so st^Brange but now you've had en^Emough Don't forget your bones and s^Ckin Or where you^Em go^B, or where you've be^Een