Intro
G G G G
Verse
G
The ferns are greedy
A
They all want something from me
G
These trees are dirty
A
Want me to have a baby
G
Her kids are lonely
A
They all want something from me
G
Their eyes are beady
Bm Am
Their stares they pierce right through me
Am C
But I don't have anything left to give
G
I'm like an old bone
D
In the back of the fridge
F Bm
And I could ask for what I want
C D
So you could tell me what you need
F Bm
But there's no use trying anymore
G
Like an old bone
C G
In the back of the fridge
Em
And I've got no home
Bm C
If it's not with you
Verse
G
Your friends are greedy
A
They all want something from me
G
These streets are dirty
A
Want me to have a baby
G
Her kids are lonely
A
They all want something from me
G
Their eyes are beady
A
Their stares they pierce right through me
Am C
But I don't have anything left to give
G
I'm like an old bone
D
In the back of the fridge
F Bm
And I could ask for what I want
C D
So you could tell me what you need
F Bm
But there's no use trying anymore
G
Like an old bone
C G
In the back of the fridge
Em
And I've got no home
Bm C
If it's not with you