F Your lips are darker than before G C and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were F and there's something different about your skin F G C and nobody knows how you got home last night F Your lips are darker than before G C and the bags under your eyes are blacker than they were F and there's something different about your skin F G C and nobody knows how you got home last night F G Your bones are making me feel weary and when you speak C G I can't hear a word that you say F G Your bones are making me feel weary and when you speak C F I can't hear a word that you say F G C and nobody knows how you got home last night. F G C And still no one knows how you got home last night. F If there were three old dances we could dance, maybe. G Three old songs that we could sing maybe, C G everything could be alright. F G But i keep trippin' up the steps and there are just some words I forget C F and the tunes are fuzzy in my mind. F G C And nobody knows how you got home last night. F G C still nobody knows how you got home. F G And my brain hurts and my soul does ache C F and i'm not sure if my heart can take it. F G C F And my brain hurts and my soul does ache and I, I have never felt this kind of pain. F G C F And my brain hurts and my sould does ache and I think my heart's about to break. F G C And nobody knows how you got home last night. F G C Still, no one knows how you got home last night.