F
Your lips are darker than before
G C
and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were
F
and there's something different about your skin
F G C
and nobody knows how you got home last night
F
Your lips are darker than before
G C
and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were
F
and there's something different about your skin
F G C
and nobody knows how you got home last night
F G
Your bones are making me feel weary and when you speak
C G
I can't hear a word that you say
F G
Your bones are making me feel weary and when you speak
C F
I can't hear a word that you say
F G C
and nobody knows how you got home last night.
F G C
And still no one knows how you got home last night.
F
If there were three old dances we could dance, maybe.
G
Three old songs that we could sing maybe,
C G
everything could be alright.
F G
But i keep trippin' up the steps and there are just some words I forget
C F
and the tunes are fuzzy in my mind.
F G C
And nobody knows how you got home last night.
F G C
still nobody knows how you got home.
F G
And my brain hurts and my soul does ache
C F
and i'm not sure if my heart can take it.
F G C F
And my brain hurts and my soul does ache and I, I have never felt this kind
of pain.
F G C F
And my brain hurts and my sould does ache and I think my heart's about to break.
F G C
And nobody knows how you got home last night.
F G C
Still, no one knows how you got home last night.
