[Intro]
Dm C Am F
Dm C Am F
[Verse 1]
Dm C Am F
His father was a drinker and his mother cried in bed
Dm C Am F
Folding John Wayne's tshirts when the swingset hit his head
Dm C
The neighbors they adored him
Am F
For his humor and his conversation
Dm C
Look underneath the house there
[Chorus]
Am F
Find the few living things, rotting fast, in their sleep
Dm
Oh the dead
C
2 7 people
Am F
Even more, they were boys, with their cars, summer jobs
Dm C Am
Oh my God
F
Are you one of them?
[Verse 2]
Dm C
He dressed up like a clown for them
Am F
With his face paint white and red
Dm C
And on his best behavior
Am F Dm
In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
C
He'd kill ten thousand people
[Chorus]
Am F Dm
With a slight of his hand, running far, running fast to the dead
C
He took off all their clothes for them
Am F Dm C Am F
He put a cloth on their lips, quiet hands, quiet kiss on the mouth
[Verse 3]
Dm C
And in my best behavior
Am F
I am really just like him
Dm C
Look beneath the floor boards
Am F
For the secrets I have hid
His father was a drinker
And his mother cried in bed
Folding John Wayne's T-shirts
When the swingset hit his head
The neighbors they adored him
For his humor and his conversation
Look underneath the house there
Find the few living things
Rotting fast in their sleep of the dead
Twenty-seven people, even more
They were boys with their cars, summer jobs
Oh my God
Are you one of them?
He dressed up like a clown for them
With his face paint white and red
And on his best behavior
In a dark room on the bed he kissed them all
He'd kill ten thousand people
With a sleight of his hand
Running far, running fast to the dead
He took off all their clothes for them
He put a cloth on their lips
Quiet hands, quiet kiss
On the mouth
And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look beneath the floorboards
For the secrets I have hid
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