Never Coming Home Song For The Guilty

[[E] [B] [A]] x2

[[E] [B] [A]]

[E]     The tr[B]ains roll b[A]y my porch

[E]Down here where [B]nothing can [A]live

And I've been [E]smoking too [B]much

Because I[C#m] am no ex[A]ception

You [E]knew that al[B]ready, I [A]think

If you want salvation
Then you ought to go see a priest
'Cause forgiveness from those that we hurt
In this world never was guaranteed

[[E] [C#m] [B] [A]]

I'm [E]coming home, it's [C#m]late again

I'm high as [B]I've ever [A]been

You're [E]sitting up, you're [C#m]in our bed

Crying [B]for a ghost aga[A]in

No [E]room could be as [C#m]dark

Or as emp[B]ty as ours [A]is

'Cause [E]I'm at home but [C#m]I'm not here

And [B]I never [A]am

[[E] [B] [A]]

I wonder how many friends
Roll past my house in the night?
In boxcars they sleep
With hearts stashed in their backpacks
They'll make California all right
A promise from me
Is just a lie I ain't told yet
So I'm ready to die
But I'm not willing to watch
You watch me die here in our bed

[[E] [C#m] [B] [A]]

I'm lying down, I've been nodding out
Since I don't know when
The lights are on, you're standing up
Screaming at a ghost again
Darling, I'm home; hell I ain't left
This house of ours in days
But I'm not here; I never am
So I just can't stay

[[E] [C#m] [A] [B]]

My [E]darling, I'm [C#m]never coming ba[A]ck

From where I'm [B]going

   [E]            [C#m]           [A]    [You can play the [B] here, I usually don't]
My darling, I'm never coming home

My [E]darling, I'm [C#m]never coming b[A]ack

From where I'm g[B]oing

My [E]darling, I'm [C#m]never coming h[A]ome

      [B]             [I usually finish on E but improvising a bit is nice]
Never coming home again