A D F#m
Your grandpa died when you were nine
A E A
They said he had lost his mind
D F#m
You have learned way too soon
A E A D F#m A E
You should never trust the pantaloon
A D F#m
Now it's your turn to be alone
A E A
Find a wife and build yourself a home
D F#m
You have learned way too soon
A E D
That your dad is now a pantaloon
D
You are tired
A
You are hurt
F#m
A moth ate through
E
Your favorite shirt
D
And all your friends
A
Fertilize
F#m E
The ground you walk
C#m D A
Lose your mind
A
He's seen too many stare downs between the sun and the moon
D
In the morning air, how he used to hustle all the people
F#m
Walking through the fairgrounds, he's been around so long
A
He's changed his meaning of a chair now
E
Because a chair now,
A
Is like a tiny island in the sea of all the people
D
Who glide across the very surface that made his bones feeble
F#m
The end can't come soon enough but is it too soon?
A E
Either way he can't deny he is a pantaloon
D
You are tired
A
You are hurt
F#m
A moth ate through
E
Your favorite shirt
D
And all your friends
A
Fertilize
F#m E
The ground you walk
C#m D A
Lose your mind
A D F#m
You like to sleep alone, it's colder than you know
A E A
Cause your skin is so used to colder bones
D F#m
It's warmer in the morning than what it is at night
A
Your bones are held together
E D
By your nightmares and your frights
D
You are tired
A
You are hurt
F#m
A moth ate through
E
Your favorite shirt
D
And all your friends
A
They fertilize
F#m
The ground you walk
E
Lose your mind
D
You are tired
A
You are hurt
F#m
A moth ate through
E
Your favorite shirt
D
And all your friends
A
They fertilize
F#m E
The ground you walk
C#m D A
Lose your mind
