A Eyou're obsessed with finding a new brain
D Abut what you need is a new body
D A Eit feels your brain has lived a thousand lives before
A Eand the skin you call your home
D Aholds a heart that quits and knees that buckle in
D A Eand lungs that can't breathe when they're alone
A Eand the days come to you like sailors
D Ayou watch them as they drift away
D A E they meet the sunrise out at the horizon
A Eand it's neither sink nor swim
A Eat least the water's beneath your chin.
A Ethere's blood spilled on the floor
D Aeveryone's staring at you, what for?
D A Euntil you realize the blood is probably yours
A Eyou feel you've lost something, you want it back
D Ayou lie emotionless on your back
D A Eand your legs aren't taking anymore requests
A Ethose disobedient wrecks
D Ahow you cared for them as they carried you
D A Efrom class to class and coast to coast
A Ewhen you owned land and when you were broke
A Ethrough recessions and addictions
D A it's just your accidental death
D A your accidental death
D Ait's just your accidental death
D E Ayou're the indian in the cougar's nest.
A Eyour fright gives way to memory
D Ahave them cough you with your love
D A Eor the story your father told you long ago
A Ehe was hunting with his own father
D Afor deer he pointed and spotted her
D A Eand then tripped over some roots or some dead trees
A Ethe gun went off, it was a mistake
D Aand my father was only eight
D Aand as he watched the dying deer,
A E'cause he felt sorry for what he'd done
A Eand he put down his gun
A Ewill you feel sorry for what you've done?
A Ewill you put down your gun?
A Dcause there's no accidental death
D E Awhen you're the indian in the cougar's nest