The Milk Carton Kids - Poison tree

^Athe steam above the water r^Bmises through the air ^Dall i want’s to touch it, f^Eeel it on my skin ^Dfollow in its ^F#mmotion, t^Dravel where it’s ^Bmbeen

^Ai’m a little man in a li^Dtt^Ale town ^Bmit’s a little cold, i’m a l^Dittle down i get a ^F#mlittle angry a little ^Dbit each day a little ^Bmwhile longer we’ll dig a li^Ettle grave

^Athe stitches of my pocket f^Bmray upon the seam ^Dmy truest secret spilled ov^Eer my heartbeat ^Da frail little^F#m drop of ^Dthe poison tree ^Bm

^Ai’m a little man in a li^Dtt^Ale town ^Bmit’s a little cold, i’m a l^Dittle down i get a ^F#mlittle angry a little ^Dbit each day a little ^Bmwhile longer we’ll dig a li^Ettle grave