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Intro:

C F (x4)

    C                     F
The blood runs down my legs

    Am                 G          
I'm soaked through and through but
       F
 I'm indifferent

            C                F
and there's thunder in my head

  Am           G                  
I can't hear a thing but it makes 
   F
no difference.

Eb              F           C
Because now the empire will fall

Eb           F             C
and we'll be blamed for it all


and I wouldn't have it any other way

Interlude:

C F Am G F G (x2) C

                     F
The house went up in flames

    Am        G                  
and I sat and watched you from a 
F
distance

    C                         F
the wood creek didn't complain

        Am           G            
and the walls folded in and took 
   F
her with them

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Eb          F           C
And now the empire will fall

Eb           F             C
and we'll be blamed for it all


and I wouldn't have it any other way

Interlude:

C F Am G F G (x2) C

               E
Lost along the way

      Am            G             
quiet nights grassy roads 
  F
abandoned homes

        G        C
and the smell of bones

            E
but I don't mind

           Am      G             
as long as you are along for the 
F
ride

            G         C
because you feel like home

              F
you feel like home

        G         C
and you feel like home

                    F
cause you feel like home

          G         C
cause you feel like home

          E
abandoned sky

           Am                  
a flock of birds some scattered 
 G                F
clouds and not a wind

        G         C            
and the sounds of light, down in 
        E
these fields

              Am             
we don't have much beyond the 
 G              F
clothes on our backs

       G          C
but it feels like home

                  F
but it feels like home

       G          C
but it feels like home

                  F
and it feels like home

       G     C
and it feels like

                       F        
all the drafts another train has 
                        G      
crashed the smoke runs from its 
  C
sides

                         F         
and I just pushed the remains aside
                 G    Am
 and the piles a mile high

        G                       
i might lose these hands there's 
 F             C           Am
never a guarantee

         G              F         
and if i fall to pieces i would 
                                 C
like to choose where i would land