Bm A
Lay your head in my lap
G A Bm
Let the sound of my laugh comfort you now here in the cold
Bm A
Your face gets wet as the drink slips from my hand
G A Bm
And the faster I drive the harder I cry don't worry I’ll get us there
Bm
And I look down at you, you look up at me
A Bm
We're a real fucked up family
Bm A
We make it home, this place is a mess
G A Bm
The smell of cologne mixed with all that we own, not much I must confess
Bm A
I hold your hand as you slip from me
G A Bm
As I watch your breath I say to myself one day this all shall end
Bm
And I look at you, you look at me
A Bm
We're a real fucked up family
G A Bm A
All night I feel it inside
Bm A
But I know you're right as I begin to pack
G A Bm
Without raising your eyes I hear you sigh, oh you'll be back
Bm
Because I look to you and you look to me
A Bm
We're a real fucked up family