*Lyrics could be wrong

E  C#m  A  B   - played trough the whole spoken part:

I was floating
above my bed
like a body in a river,
in a car

And the only sound
in my head
was a dying cricket
in a jar

And I saw
little beams of light
come into the bedroom
from underneath the door

And they crawled
under my sheets
and they came out
of every single pore

Chorus

E                   A         E
When I think about you, oh-oh-oh
                    A         E
When I think about you, oh-oh-oh
                    A
When I think about you, 
  B
Flowers grow out of my 
  E
grave, grave, grave
  A
grave, grave, gra-aave
  E
Flowers
     B
grow out of
     E
my grave