The Skeleton Dance

C#m E C#m E A
C#m E C#m E A

            C#m
I'm outta drugs
          A
So I'm leaving
                       C#m           A
I can't listen to the babbling and breathing
C#m           E           C#m       E
Down on my knees in the deep red snow
A
Watching the world's worst puppet show
C#m     E         C#m          E
I'm so tired of hearing me talk
A
I don't give a shit about the way I walk
B
So fuck who I know if it ends this conversation
     A                      B
I'd rather sit alone at the Rockwell Station

C#m             E
Now bleed for me
B                        A
Nothing costs nothing up in this piece
       C#m E       B            A
Is it knees, or a tiny bit of teeth?
C#m
They're fucking on the screen x4
A                                 B                   C#m E B A C#m E B A
They're fucking on the screen but over here it's just me

N.C.
(ahem)
        C#m                 E
They be fuckin' (They be fuckin')
B            A
And I'm so alone
C#m               E       B          A
A party in each hand but no one's home
C#m          E       B           A
Love can be buried, love can be bought
C#m          E
I'm a rough rider
           B           A
And that's all that I got
C#m         E           B    A
I went on down to the disco bar
C#m                E           B          A
The ladies at the door were a little too hard
C#m    E          B         A
I got scared and sat in my car
      C#m                  E             A
Cause I ain't strong like you and Tommy are
          C#m                  E              A
No Daddy, I ain't strong like you and Tommy are

C#m             E
Now bleed for me
B                        A
Nothing costs nothing up in this piece
       C#m E       B            A
Is it knees, or a tiny bit of teeth?

C#m                E
Baby, I lose this mind
           B            A
So I don't have to make sense
           C#m               E
So I don't have to make 'em laugh
           B            A
So I don't have to make friends
     C#m          E
So I got another nosebleed
     B               A
So I threw up in the stall
C#m                    E                A
Tomorrow's gonna suck, man, don't they all?

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