Pretty Little Cemetery
words and music by erin mckeown

pretty (shoopah!) pretty little cemetery (ah-ooh!)
from the street looking ordinary (ah-ooh-ooh-ooh!)
but i know its where i go
when i’ve got shit to bury (i’ve got shit!)
when i’ve got shit to bury

underneath the plastic flowers
there’s hours of complaints
over there is a plot for my negative thoughts
i’ve got a lot more where that came from

CHS

i dig a grave in the shape of 
all the things i hate about myself
6 feet with my shovel go my troubles
can i get a R.I.P.?? (R.I.P.!!)

CHS

i would do anything for you
catalogue all my faults for you
pull apart all my heart, carve it up 
and bury it under the ground
til i have nothing left for you

i’m gonna visit (visit!) my pretty little cemetery (ah-ooh!)
gonna linger unnecessarily (linger ah-ooh!)
cuz i miss whats dangerous
all that shit i buried (all that shit!)
all that shit i buried (all that shit!)

pretty (shoopah!) pretty little cemetery (ah-ooh!)
from the street looking ordinary (ah-ooh-ooh-ooh!)
but i know its where i go
when i’ve got shit to bury (i’ve got shit!)
when i’ve got shit to bury (i’ve got shit!)
when i’ve got shit to bury

© 2017 Erin McKeown