E                     Abm
Cigarette smoke dances back in the window
       A          Dbm         B
And I can see the haze on the dome light.
    E                     Abm
I`m conjuring ghosts on a forty-hour ride home
     A                           Dbm           B
And they keep asking me what I`m doing with my life,
          A            B              Dbm
While my cousins go to bed with their wives.
     A                 B        Gbm
I'm feeling like I've fallen behind.


          E
Well the highway won.
     Abm
I`m listening to traffic reports,
A                   Dbm       B
One on one, coming quietly undone.
       E          Abm
I was born to run away from anything good
     A
An escape artist`s son
                  Dbm             B
With sun-drenched pavement in my blood.
     A                 B             Dbm
The first thing that I do when I walk in
     A         B           Gbm
Is plan a way out for when xxxx gets bad


    Dbm         B      A   E             Dbm     
And I`ve been looking for tears in the screen door.
  B             A
(tears in the screen door)
Dbm         B      A    E       Dbm
I`ve been waiting for another disaster.
  B         A
(another disaster)

Interlude: E  Abm  A  Dbm  B

     E               Abm
I`m terrified like a kid in the sixties,
 A                  Dbm             B
Staring at the sky waiting for the bomb to fall.
      E                   Abm
It`s all a lie, what they say about stability.
    A
It scares me sometimes,
    Dbm          B        Gbm
The emptiness I see in my eyes.


        Abm                   A                 B
All the kid`s names I’ve ever liked are tied to tragedy
   Gbm              Abm                   A                B
And I don’t want my children growing up to be anything like me.


    Dbm         B      A   E            Dbm     
And I`ve been looking for tears in the screen door.
  B             A
(tears in the screen door)
Dbm         B      A    E       Dbm
I`ve been waiting for another disaster.
  B         A
(another disaster)
    Dbm            A            B
But I was kind of hoping you`d stay.
  Dbm          A             E
I was kind of hoping you`d stay.

Interlude: A  E  B

          Dbm
I keep a flashlight
       A                  E           B
And a small knife in the corner of my bed stand.
          Dbm                A
I keep a flashlight and the train times,
                  E
But you wouldn’t understand.
               B
How could you understand?


       Dbm        A
Jesus Christ. I`m twentysix.
         E                  B
All the people I graduated with
         Dbm             A
All have kids, all have wives,
          E                       B
All have people who care if they come home at night.
       Dbm               B
Jesus Christ, did I xxxx up?


    Dbm         B      A   E             Dbm     
And I`ve been looking for tears in the screen door.
  B             A
(tears in the screen door)
Dbm         B      A    E       Dbm
I`ve been waiting for another disaster.
  B         A
(another disaster)
    Dbm            A            B
But I was kind of hoping you`d stay.
  Dbm          A            B
I was kind of hoping you`d stay.
  Dbm          B            E
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