D                         Bm
Respite in twilight, space in the cavity
     D                                 A           G
Wall at grandparent's house behind the apple tree
       D                      Bm
Where once you sang with your siblings now
         D                                A                  G
Watching bodies bobbing down the stream, leaving the town


[Verse 2]
       D                   Bm
I'm a picture of no flesh, only bones
          D                              A            G
As we're stripping off my skin to run it up the pole
     D                        Bm
And salute the breeze that ripples the sheath
        D                               A               G
Of the skeleton that's trembling on the ground beneath


[Chorus]
Bm                         F#m            Em
Walked your entire country up the central reservation
Bm                             F#m             G
Take me to the boneyard, baby, take me to the boneyard, baby
Bm                                   F#m           Em
The deadest stare, the slackest hair, the saddest conservation
Bm                             F#m              G
Take me to the boneyard, baby, take me to the boneyard, baby


[Bridge]
D
We rifle through piles of bones
    D
For something to chew on, for something to own

D D G D G D


[Verse 3]
           D                   Bm
Through my teenage years at my mother's house
      D                                       A             G
Every evening, six times, there comes a phone call to ask
            D                             Bm
"Where's my daughter gone?" She moved six years ago
        D                                         A             G
Now receiver's cold, the phone calls dry, there's no one home
    D               F#m         G
And that is what we feared the most


[Chorus]
Bm                         F#m            Em
Walked your entire country up the central reservation
Bm                             F#m             G
Take me to the boneyard, baby, take me to the boneyard, baby
Bm                                   F#m           Em
The deadest stare, the slackest hair, the saddest conservation
Bm                             F#m              G
Take me to the boneyard, baby, take me to the boneyard, baby


[Bridge]
D
We rifle through piles of bones
    D
For something to chew on, for something to own
D
We rifle through piles of bones
    D
For something to chew on, for something to own


[Verse 4]
       Bm                       G
And so we stitched our eyes and mouths closed
        Em
Lest we open them
Bm                         G           Em
Breaking the seal that our bodies have formed
     Bm                      G             Em
As a natural defence just to hold back the sorrow
     Bm                         G              Em
That friends made today will be deaths mourned tomorrow