D                               F#m
these days my friends don’t seem to know me
           C/G                   G
without my suitcase in my hand
      D                        F#m
and when I am standing still
           C/G        G
I seem to disappear
          D                       F#m
but maybe that's how I found you
                      C/G                    G
maybe that's taught me exactly what I want
                     D                   F#m
maybe meeting you so far away from home
                       C/G      A
is what makes it all so clear

[Chorus]
                 G               D          Am7
but you got that special kind of sadness
             G             D        Am7
you got that tragic set of charms
                     Em               Bm
that only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
                A       G       D
makes me wanna wrap you in my arms

[Verse]
            D                        F#m
when people ask me where I come from
                C/G               G
to see what that says about man
              D                      F#m
I only end up giving bad directions
                              C/G     G
that never lead them there at all
               D                           F#m 
it’s something written in the head lights
                C/G                    G
it is something swimming in my drink
    D                  F#m  
and if I were the moon
                        C/G     A              
it’d be exactly where I fall

[Chorus]
              G              D        Am7
you got that special kind of sadness
             G             D        Am7
you got that tragic set of charms
                      Em              Bm
that only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
                A       G     D
makes me wanna wrap you in my arms

[Solo]
D  F#m  C/G  G
D  F#m  C/G  G

[Verse]
              D                        F#m
I used to think someone would love me
    C/G                 G
for places I have been
        D                            F#m
and the dirt I have been gathering
                C/G     G
deep beneath my nails
          D                            F#m
but now I know what I’ve been missing
              C/G                    G
and I’m going home to make it mine
            D                       F#m
and I'll be battening the hatches            
                   C/G       A
and pulling in the sails.

[Chorus](repeat twice)
              G              D        Am7
you got that special kind of sadness
             G             D         Am7
you got that tragic set of charms
                      Em              Bm
that only comes from time spent in Los Angeles
                A       G     A(first chorus) D(second chorus)
makes me wanna wrap you in my arms

[Outro]
D  F#m  C/G  G
D  F#m  C/G  G
D