Stanard Tuning. Im pretty sure there are the right chords for the song and the chords are pretty simple. is A without putting your 3rd finger down on the B string - A can be subistuted in this but i think it sounds better with Asus2) Enjoy. Bm (x24432@1) Asus2i (x02200@1)sleep on my back cause it's good for the spine Gand (320003@1)coffin rehersal Bm (x24432@1) Asus2i (x02200@1)know a psychic who reads her own palms Gand (320003@1)her findings are personal Bm (x24432@1) Asus2she (x02200@1)keeps her fists shut tight and she sleeps on her side, Gwell (320003@1)maybe she knows something i don't know D (xx0232@1) Gbut (320003@1)i am still alive in love and Bm (x24432@1) Gwide (320003@1)eyed in my time Bm (x24432@1) Asus2 (x02200@1) Gnot (320003@1)a mummy shrinking in its cloths D (xx0232@1) Gyour (320003@1)cat clawed out my eyes while i's Asus2 (x02200@1) Gdistracted (320003@1)by your smile Bm (x24432@1) Asus2 (x02200@1) Gand (320003@1)now my sockets sit like empty catcher's mitts waiting Bm (x24432@1) Asus2 (x02200@1) Gand (320003@1)you ask me if there's anybody else that i'm dating DAh (xx0232@1)aah aaaaaah, ah aaah aaaah GAh (320003@1)aah aaaaaah, ah aaah aaaah BmAh (x24432@1)aah aaaaaah, ah aaah aaaah Asus2 a little patience Dbut (xx0232@1)your painted pony is fading Glost (320003@1)like a snakeskin in high grass Bm (x24432@1) Asus2 (x02200@1) Gand (320003@1)out there thrashing like a pet bird caught in a jet stream, that's me Bmyou (x24432@1)count them blessings cause your net worth Asus2 (x02200@1) Goughta (320003@1)be less cream in your best dreams Bmbut (x24432@1)god put a song on my palm Asus2 (x02200@1) Gthat (320003@1)you can't read [no actual chords in the song, but they are...] Bmi'm (x24432@1)lucky to be under Gthis (320003@1)same sky that held Bmthe (x24432@1)exhale from your first breath Glike (320003@1)a ring on a pillow of clouds Bmby (x24432@1)you my tongue may stutter Gbut (320003@1)my gift heart screams clear and swells Bmto (x24432@1)burst between the wrapped lengths Gof (320003@1)its bowed ribbon cell [Chords are essentially the same from here on..] but i am still alive in love and wide eyed in my time not a mummy shinking in its cloths there's a moth flock in my gut growing a tug at my groin like tides trying to pull moon towards them, i can't ignore them and when we say your name our tongues catch flame and you wonder why we ain't got nothing to say but your painted pony is fading lost like a snakeskin in high grass and out there thrashing like a pet bird caught in a jet stream, that's me you count them blessings cause your net worth oughta be less cream in your best dreams but god put a song on my palm that you can't read i'll be embalmed with it long before you'll see - Dejayou toby2395@hotmail.com