Trampled By Turtles - Jars at home

H^Gollow headed m^Coment in your e^Gyes. S^Emhouldn't come to ^Cme as no surp^Drise, that she l^Goves me when I'm g^Cone, but when I'm h^Gere I'm all al^Cone, l^Geft to wander h^Dopelessly ag^Gain.

I^G got a woman and s^Che's a friend of m^Gine, she l^Emikes to pretend ^Cthat she never c^Dries. But I can s^Gee her on the st^Cairs, and lord it's m^Gore than I can b^Cear, b^Gut my head can't s^Dimply turn awa^Gy.

T^Emhere's a room as c^Cold as it is lo^Gnely, b^Emuild it up boy^Cs, and tear it d^Down.

A^Gll the devil's w^Ceight upon my b^Gack, a^Emll I wish for, b^Cabe, is what I l^Dack. No m^Gatter how I t^Cry I never s^Geem to walk the l^Cine, and a^Gll the world is k^Dept in jars at h^Gome.

Yes, a^Gll the world is k^Cept in jars at ^Ghome.