D*
My mind is made up, my mind is made up... there's gonna be trouble
D*
My mind is made up, my mind is made up... there's gonna be trouble


[Verse 1]

              D
Moved all my shit into my parent's basement
    G
And out of our old apartment
   Bm                          A
I know things changed but I'm not sure when
   D
I guess you'd call this regression
          G
I left a real job and a girlfriend
      Bm                     A
I convinced myself that I'm brave enough for all of this


[Pre-Chorus]

 Em                  G            D
Well, I spent this whole year in airports
          A               Em   G  D
And the floor feels like home, ohhh
                 A    Em   
At least we're never alone
         G           D                  A            Em   G  D
I lost track of the time zones and I'd call but you know, ohhh


[Refrain]

                 G
I'm running on empty
     D                   A                    G
The late nights and the long drives start to get to me

I'm just so tired


[Chorus]

              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for
        G          D              A
I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
   G
I came in here alone
         D
Came in here alone
                   A
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore


[Post-Chorus]

G  D  A


[Verse 2]

            D
Been on a steady fast food diet
       G                       Bm
Like we're this generation's Morgan Spurlock
         A
But we don't admit defeat
    D                         G
My body feels rejected and I can't say that I blame it
    Bm
My heart keeps saying stay young
     A
My lower back seems to disagree


[Pre-Chorus]

    Em        G             D            A          Em   G  D
I unrolled a cheap cotton blanket on an old dirty couch, ohhh
            A             Em
I felt the year start to wind down
          G        D
I can't stand any dead space
       A          Em   G  D
Empty beds bum me out, ohhh


[Chorus]

              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure what I'm looking for
        G          D              A
I'm a voice on a phone that you rarely answer anymore
   G
I came in here alone
         D
Came in here alone
                   A
But that doesn't scare me like it did seven months ago
              G          D            A
I spent this year as a ghost and I'm not sure where home is anymore


[Post-Chorus]

G  D  A


[Otro]

   D                         G
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
          Bm                         A
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
        D                       G
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
    Bm                         A
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there

   D                         G
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
          Bm                         A
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
        D                       G
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
    Bm                         A
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there

   D                         G
I came out swinging from a South Philly basement
          Bm                         A
Caked in stale beer and sweat under half-lit fluorescents
        D                       G
And I spent the winter writing songs about getting better
    Bm                         A
And if I'm being honest, I'm getting there