You Can Eat Me

A F#m E

[Verse]
A                  F#m
I won't make this trip

I'm already dead
E
You can eat me

If you need to

A                    F#m
But I won't taste right

As you chew through
E
All the good times

That we outgrew

A                    F#m
You feel the salt wind

Hit your heavy, wet hair
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E
That the heat wave

Couldn't dry out

A               F#m
Now you're crying

With a stiff mouth
E
That still tastes like

Your last bite

A             F#m
Of my left leg

That's now sheet white
E
As the flies come

In the dead of night

A                 F#m
You start to venture

Through the ever thick trees
E
Feet are tired

Eyes are weary

A                  F#m
You find a stray fox

In a plane wreck
E
With a split lip

And a cracked neck

A                F#m
There's a left shoe

At the fox's feet
E
Must've flown here
                   A
'Cross the big sea