Intro
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Verse 1
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I have lived in a junkyard where the weeds eat up the rain
Am C Am
You get anything there out of place you know there's hell to pay
Chorus
F C G
And he said, "You're as sick as you are lovely
F C G
And in need of a hand"
F C G
He tells me, "you are never worthy"
F C F C
But I was just a child, you see, that was my reality
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Verse 2
Am C
He had a sick little girl dirty and hard with a breast plate made of metal
Am C
She drives all day in her rusty Buick and her feet don't reach the pedals
Am C
Got a jar of flies, her father's disguise where his heart should be
Am
Her mouth is sown together, she screams with those eyes (screams with those eyes)
Chorus
F C G
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She's as sick, as she is lovely
F C G
And in need of my hand where he uses his hands
F C G
He tells her, "you are never worthy"
F C F C
She was all alone you see, that was her reality
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yeah
Verse 3
Am C
Well I shoulda been sleepin, shoulda been dreaming but I wake up to broken glass
Am C
There'll be one more empty desk in my homeroom class
Am C
I got an old bone pocket knife tight in my right hand
Am
To save my poor mother from the junk yard man
Chorus
F C G
He's as sick as she is lovely
F C G
And in need of a hand
F C G
He will know he's not worthy
F C F C
When he dies alone you see, that's his reality
F C G
I'm not sick, I am lovely
F C G
Hatred is the curse of man
F C G
I will not feel unworthy
F C F C
'Cause I've washed my hands you see, that's my reality
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