VERSE ONE: [A]Blowing through my [B]losing streak [E]Bought the farm on a [A]dead-end street [A]Nothing ever [B]grows under your [E]sun [A]Filling voids with [B]emptiness [E]Driving past your [A]old address [A]Loneliness: [B]two has turned to [E]one
CHORUS I: [F#m] They welcome you with [B]broken arms [E]Tell you they don't [A]mean no harm [A] Do they mean [B]anything at [E]all?
VERSE TWO: Feeling crowded by my company You can't hate but parts of me I know there's a new myth on your floor Staying up in 409 The days are yours, the nights are mine Burned out everything except your door
CHORUS II: It's like breaking out of broken homes They tell you they don't eat their own Searching for one thing to call my own To call my own
VERSE THREE: There's a gold mine in the local scene Get nine lives, need thirteen Paid the price, landed on all fours
CHORUS III: You used to mean the world to me Scared to death of what that means So it don't mean nothing at all I welcomed you with broken arms You know I don't mean no harm Do I mean anything at all? repeat INTRO [x2]
CHORUS IV: They all come from broken homes Tell you they don't eat their own Searching for one thing to call my own
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