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