C
After a couple glasses, 
    G                         Am G
The floorboards don't feel so secure. 
         C             G         F    G
And I'm afraid I could really go down tonight. 
        C
I'm out-numbered by the ashes, 
     G              Am G
Held hostage by the door. 
        C              G       F    G
And the air in here is so damn loud tonight. 

[Chorus]
         F                        G
But I've got this old four-by-six photograph, 
      C                         Am
Your face pressed up against my shoulder, 
F               G               C          G
Little pools of salt mark where tears have dried. 
         F                   G
And I've got this big needle stuck in my chest, 
   C
So deep it's starting to tickle. 
      F                       G         Am
I'm a thousand miles from the chimera I chase. 
F         G              C     G
Love is a sadness with a face. 

[Verse]
C
There's a darkness in all wanting, 
   G                   Am G
My intentions all feel stained, 
        C           G          F     G
And the Devil keeps filling my glass tonight. 
   C
My adrenaline is clotting, 
        G                      Am G
And the faces in here all seem strange. 
      C                  G                 F    G
But I just want to touch something that'll last tonight.

[Chorus]
           F                        G
If I could just taste one sip of an answer, 
      C                         Am
Maybe I could break out of this drunkard's prison. 
    F              G                  C     G
I'm homesick for a place I might have never seen. 
          F                        G
Something more than these old feet brought me here, 
         C
So these feet can't take me away. 
F           G              Am
No I didn't get here on my own, 
        F                       G                C    G
Whoever brought me here's gonna have to bring me home. 

[Chorus] 
         F                        G
But I've got this old four-by-six photograph, 
      C
Your face pressed up against my shoulder, 
F               G               C          G
Little pools of salt mark where tears have dried. 

          F                        G
Something more than these old feet brought me here, 
         C
So these feet can't take me away. 

      F                       G         Am
I'm a thousand miles from the chimera I chase. 
F         G              C     G   F   G   C
Home is a sadness, not a place.