A
Bm the steam above the water rises through the air D
E all i want’s to touch it, feel it on my skin D
F#m
D
Bm follow in its motion, travel where it’s been
A
D
A i’m a little man in a little town Bm
D it’s a little cold, i’m a little down
F#m
D i get a little angry a little bit each day
Bm
E a little while longer we’ll dig a little grave
A
Bm the stitches of my pocket fray upon the seam
D
E my truest secret spilled over my heartbeat D
F#m
D
Bm a frail little drop of the poison tree A
D
A i’m a little man in a little town Bm
D it’s a little cold, i’m a little down
F#m
D i get a little angry a little bit each day
Bm
E a little while longer we’ll dig a little grave