Sardine

F#m D A Sardine you’re all that I got F#m D A And you’re not very much to look at D A Well I see you sitting there with that glassy stare F#m D A So twisted and grimy and crooked Sardine I know you got backbone You ain’t afraid to show me Oh but I can’t find you’re heart when you fall apart Are you nothing but skinny and bony D E A Oh but you taste so much like a woman D E A But that just means that you are the real thing D E A D It’s as though you sleep where the passion runs deep F#m D A And deeper is where the sweetest things cling You sleep so close like flies on paper With your sisters and your brothers And I look into your eyes like big blackberry pies And I chew you up just like all the others And my breath will carry you all night And linger on until tomorrow Oh until I scrape you out of the cracks of my mouth And hope that you’re children will follow