Real Friends - Ive never been home

^GWhite knuckles and sleepy eyes That's how you and I grew up^C, that's how we grew apart You've got some ^Gbig expectations Hiding in that small mid^C-western town that you call home

It's been tw^Ementy ^Gsomething years and I've never ^Dbeen home G Em C~ I don't even know who the hell I am anymore

^G I'm really just a kid who's stuck with all the fucked up st^Cuff that comes with life There's nights I think about how there's someone ^Gelse that feels how I do It helps to think I'm not al^Cone.