Anywhere But Home

A Somewhere between St. Paul and Sioux City E Jake fell asleep at the wheel F#m I woke up to the rumble strips E And then it all became so real A That there's no one at home waiting for me And there's E nothing that I miss at all F#m It may be because of the life that I choose But E when you've got nothing You've got nothing to lose A E F#m E A And I wonder what it will E be like when I get back home F#m Will my friends still drink in my garage Or will she E ever pick up her phone? A And I don't want to read the E F#m same book again Just hit the gas get on the road E and never let this end A I'd rather play three chords to three kids E Than spend one more day F#m there Complaining about my dead end job not E getting me anywhere A And it's more than just E a tour more than just these songs It's the F#m feeling of know that this is This is E everything we've got A It's ten p.m. in Washington E and the show just let out F#m I'm in some dirty bathroom E stall just trying to cool down A Nate is outside loading the van E Smoking a cigarette that he F#m found in a trash can Marco just E got kicked for twenty bucks in gas A E Jake is at the front door F#m begging for change E We've got make this money last A I'd rather play three chords to three kids E Than spend one more day F#m there Complaining about my dead end job not E getting me anywhere A I'd rather play three chords to three kids E Than spend one more day F#m there Complaining about my dead end job not E getting me anywhere A And it's more than just E a tour more than just these songs It's the F#m feeling of know that this is This is E everything we've got Chorus 4/Outro A And there's no place that I'd rather be E than stuck in this van with you three F#m And there's no place that I'd rather be E than stuck in this van with you three A E F#m E A E F#m E A Don't let it go