C Am Bleeding black sheep boy, mirror in pieces. Em G Turn the receiver, trace the police station. C Am Line to my number, and number my reasons Em G for this paranoia, for these accusations. Dm C Each night the numbers paired off like lovers, C Am collided together so I can remember Em G my name or my nation. Bay black sheep boy. Em Am Go back beyond the pasture, Em G you cracked out of my head. Em Am Get in your battered Mustang C Em G and the back seat will be your bed.