Verse
E B
There's dancing flames that follow me
E B
They heat my neck and burn my knees
E
Don't want to cry I just need to wait
B
And have someone there to tell my tale
[Chorus]
B
'Cause this could be my funeral home
E B
Made out of sticks and riddle black bones
E B
Just a tree that's empty and old
E B
Singing the songs I wrote for you
[Verse 2]
E B
Maybe I still cross your mind
E B
Maybe no don't fill [?]
E B
Is this a real life or just a dream?
E B
'Cause it's so blurry at the seams
E B
When did I buy yellow socks?
E B
Is this some rules to catch that fox?
E B
That's been around since I was born
E B
And shows its face in thunderstorms
[Chorus]
B
'Cause this could be my funeral home
E B
Made out of sticks and riddle black bones
B
Just a thief that's stolen my mood
E B
Singing the songs I wrote for you
[Bridge]
E B
Like all maybe I will break all
E B
Maybe I won't like all
E B E
Maybe I will, maybe
B
Maybe I will
[Chorus]
B
'Cause this could be my funeral home
E B
Made out of sticks and riddle black bones
B
Is it just me or have I grown cold?
E B
Singing the songs I used to love