Too Many Flesh Suppers

This is how I play the song, so it's probably not perfect! Suggestions and corrections welcome. G C F C Am F x2 Am C They found two dogs hung from electrical pylons, G Em by their hind legs just down from my road. Am C You slit their bellies open left the knife inside, G Em they'd ripped off our collars, we had nowhere to hide. Am Do you feel the sweat drip? C Wake up when your hearts skips. G Em 4am you're screaming, 'Mother, swear I am a good kid'. Am I lean across to take the wheel, C whilst so far blisters form and heal, G Em compose a mental list of subtle ways to broach the point again. F Take my callous hand,sink these bloody fingers, Am Too many flesh suppers, Too many scents linger. F G Take my callous hand,sink these bloody fingers, F Am Too many flesh suppers, F Em Too many scents linger. Am C You take the bed and I'll take the floor, G Em I'll block the draft that comes under the door. Am C You take the sheets and I'll wrap in clothes, G Em I overpack to keep out the cold. F Take my callous hand,sink these bloody fingers, Am Too many flesh suppers, Too many scents linger. F G Take my callous hand,sink these bloody fingers, F Am Too many flesh suppers, F Em Too many scents linger. F Am F Am C F I plunge my hand deep like child scraping around jam jar, C Am F Unwieldy as teenagers reach below his lover's belt line. C F The power that I felt, when you looked me in the eye, C Am F And said 'I promise boy, I'll never let you see me cry'. Am F# F Dm G x3 C F C Am F C F You don't pay back the debt you owe your parents for birth, C Am by giving Grandkids in return. F G Dm You watch them die. C F Through your declining eyes. G Dm My clandestine, broken cage, C Am F we'll keep them secret, 'cause there's no other way. You ripped off my flesh and my heart gripped the ribs like a prisoner.