Tuning: Half-Step Down [ ]

Verse:
                I'm staring out into the night,
                    Trying to hide the pain.
                 I'm going to the place where love
                           And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.
                                   And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.
 [bad word] 
Well I'm going home,
                     Back to the place where I belong,
                                      And where your love has always been enough for me.
              I'm [bad word] from.
                  No, I think you got me all wrong.
                           I don't regret this life I chose for me.
                                    But these places and these faces are getting old,
                          So I'm going home.
                       Well I'm going home.

Verse:
                                       
The miles are getting longer, it seems,
                    The closer I get to you.
                                   I've not always been the best man or friend for you.
                         But your love, it makes [bad word] 
             And I don't know why.
                         You always seem to give me another try.
 [bad word] 
Well I'm going home,
                     Back to the place where I belong,
                                      And where your love has always been enough for me.
              I'm [bad word] from.
                   No, I think you got me all wrong.
Well I'm going home,
                     Back to the place where I belong,
                                      And where your love has always been enough for me.
              I'm [bad word] from.
                   No, I think you got me all wrong.
                                   But these places and these faces are getting old,

Bridge:
                    Be careful what you wish for,
                             'Cause you just might get it all.
                 You just might get it all,
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And then some you don't want.
                      Be careful what you wish for,
                             'Cause you just might get it all.
                 You just might get it all, yeah.

Interlude:

 [bad word] 
Well I'm going home,
                     Back to the place where I belong,
                                      And where your love has always been enough for me.
              I'm [bad word] from.
                   No, I think you got me all wrong.
                           I don't regret this life I chose for me.
                                   But these places and these faces are getting old,
                                        I said these places and these faces are getting old,
              So I'm going home.
          I'm going home.