- verse 1: A E/G# She met me at the airport with my little baby girls F#m E D I mumbled something slurry like I would as if I'd been around the world E A E Or just had one too many drinks A E/G# I think I slept on the way home and gave them all a kiss F#m E D But in a dream I stumbled and I woke up to the smell of smoke and piss E A E Or is it this clothes I'm in?- Solo: A A F#m F#m D E A A - verse 2: A E/G# I write about these little things that mean so much to me F#m E D I feel like such a selfish prick at times like this I guess that I can be E A E What can I say, I'm sorry?D E It's all the same when I get back home A E/G# F#m I feel I'm somewhere that belongs to us D And in the end when you kiss me E D A E I know that it's more than just trustD E It's all the same when I get back home A E/G# F#m I feel I'm somewhere that belongs to us D And in the end when you kiss me E D A E I know that it's more than just trust D E It's all the same when I get back home A E/G# F#m I feel I'm somewhere that belongs to us D And in the end when you kiss me E D A I know that it's more than just trust