Gm F Gm Dm F
D Gm
They were trapped inside the mall and they couldn’t think of anything
F Gm
and they could try to sort out with the big man in charge and he talked about some ancient times
F
and how they had been ripped up off their very own town, the one they loved
Gm
but soon enough they thought about how they were just kids
F
how their parents would be mad if they didn’t come back
Gm
it was some sort of holiday, the kind you dress up for and
F Gm Bb F
sit around a table and wish you could throw your fork at your stepdad
Gm
and she said no one really matters to me and you’re all I care about and
F Gm
if we stick together like fingers on a fucking hand we could make it big time
in the city where my real dad’s from
F
you could be a model or you could even write some songs you said
Gm
I sold some stuff to a couple of punks and I made enough to pay your debts
F
I made some cash on the side so we could get the fuck out you said
Gm
I’ll make you realize that there are people out there
F Gm
and they all somehow make it through life though they are uglier than you are
Gm F D Gm F
Gm
so baby let’s not go home so you won’t have to tell your folks
F
that you’ve been caught by some stupid cop with a girl from out of town
Gm
but by the time’s the manager said it wasn’t such a big deal
F
and the boy looked pretty cute indeed though she seemed a little weird
Gm
you chickened out and said he’d rather at least spend the night home
F
get some rest and pack his stuff she said goodbye
Gm G
he said I will miss you in the fall in the winter and the spring
F Gm
in the daytime at school or in the nighttime when I sing about you, baby
F
i don't know what country you're from
Gm
but i'm sure god has blessed it
F Gm
’cause it has to be neat if it’s where you were born
D Gm F
if it’s where you were born
Gm
if it’s where you were born, baby
