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[Intro] Dm C9 Am F
Dm C9 Am F
Dm
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B|-------3-------3-------3-----------------|
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C9
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B|-------3-------3-------3--------0--------|
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D|-----2-------2-------2--------2----------|
A|-3-------3-------3--------3--------------|
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Am
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B|-------3-------3--------3--------0-------|
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D|-----2-------2--------2--------2---------|
A|-0-------0-------0--------0--------------|
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F
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B|-------1-------1--------1--------1-------|
G|---2-------2-------2--------2------------|
D|-----3-------3--------3--------3---------|
A|-----------------------------------------|
E|-1-------1-------1--------0--------------|
Dm C9
His father was a drinker
Am F Dm
And his mother cried in bed
C9
Folding John Wayne's t-shirts
Am F Dm
When the swingset hit his head
C9
The neighbors they adored him
Am F Dm
For his humor and his conversation
C9
Look underneath the house there
Am
Find the few living things
F
Rotting fast, in their sleep
Dm
Oh, the dead
C9
Twenty-seven people
Am
Even more, they were boys
F
With their cars, summer jobs
Dm C9 Am
Oh my God
F Dm
Are you one of them?
C9
He dressed up like a clown for them
Am F Dm
With his face paint white and red
C9
And on his best behavior
Am F
In a dark room on the bed
Dm
He kissed them all
C9
He'd kill ten thousand people
Am F
With a slight of his hand, running far
Dm
Running fast to the dead
C9
He took off all their clothes for them
Am F
He put a cloth on their lips, quiet hands
Dm C9 Am F Dm
Quiet kiss on the mouth
C9
And in my best behavior
Am F Dm
I am really just like him
C9
Look beneath the floor boards
Am F
For the secrets I have hid
