The tab already existing is wrong. Here are chords Conor plays A peacock, people left the plumes in a pile They look good to fold And the Gulf water's warm like a bathtub Full of lavender and epsom salt See a bleach blond boy put his longboard down Help his girl get her sunscreen on I thought about you in your little house Think you're lonely but I could be wrong and... I wanna be a bootlegger Wanna mix you up something strange Braid your hair like a sister Maim you like a hurricane Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand He's got a letter to deliver, but I can't stay mad Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand He's got a get-well-card to deliver He's gonna do it by hand, he's gonna do it by hand