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
