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