Option: Capo 1st fret
Guitar intro:  D////  F#m////  C/G////   G////  (twice)

              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
	
            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

              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
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