Bill Bailey

Njegova tragikomicna pesma o emo osobama, sa akordima:

Em D C Am
Sometimes when I'm all alone, I like to touch sharp things,
B Em D
I like to feel their sharpness, against my skin,
C Am B Em
and the vunerabilty of the blood the flows within.
D C Am B Em
My useless blood, the carries the oxygen to my ungrateful heart.

Em D
I press my hand against the hot milk steamer,
C Am
I slash myself with the lid of a.. creamer,
Em D
I press my hand against the slushy wurer,
C Am
I stab myself in the leg with a sharpened coffee stirer,
Em D
The only way, the only way that you will see meee,
C C/B Am B
Is if I cut myself, and I bleed on your panini,
B
I bleed on your panini...

I BLEED, I BLEED ON YOUR PANINI!!...

Em D
I stole my pins from the notice board,
C Am Em
I pressed them into my hand and they spelled WHY?
D C
Why did they spell why?
Am B Em
Because there weren't enough pins for oblivion
Em D C Am
Now I'm in the hospital, so much carmer now the rage has gone,
Em
Oblivion