Jukebox the Ghost - Ghosts in Empty Houses

      [Intro]
A  E  C#m  B  E (x4)

[Verse 1]
E                      B    E
In this country at any given time
E
There are two million empty houses
E
And one of them once was mine
E               A                      E
Yeah there were twelve million spirits drifting
E       C#m                  E
Through twelve million empty rooms
E                    A
Waving their ghostly arms at the stars
            E                C#m                 E
And howling sad songs in the light of a crescent moon


E         B           E            C#m
Yeah they claw at the air and they scream
C#m
But they don't make a sound
A              B                                C#m
They should've exercised their demons and their secrets
C#m                        A
While they were around


[Chorus]
E                              B                        A
Don't you think it's funny how quickly things can turn around
E                                B                      A          E
All our lives were drifting like ghosts inside an empty house
B                        C#m                     A
Everything is falling to pieces and it's just as well
        B                            C#m
Because every little piece of heaven brings a little piece of hell


A  E  C#m  E (x2)

[Verse 2]
E
In my darkest hour when death is knocking at my door
E
I can feel the tug of a thousand fingers
E
But what are the ghosts here for?
      A           C#m   E
They say: Beware, be wary
C#m                     E
Of secrets that you may keep
E                A                     E
Cause if they're any indication of the sorrow it brings you
E          C#m                 E
Then don't take your demons to sleep

E           B
Then if you take a little time
   C#m                      A
To stop and think about yourself
A              B
You just might find that the
B                     C#m                         A
Direction that you're headed is closer to hell


[Chorus]
E                              B                        A
Don't you think it's funny how quickly things can turn around
E                                B                      A          E
All our lives were drifting like ghosts inside an empty house
B                        C#m                     A
Everything is falling to pieces and it's just as well
        B                            C#m
Because every little piece of heaven brings a little piece of hell

E  B  A (x2)  B  C#m  A (x2)

A            E        A
So you might find yourself drifting
A
Like a ghost inside empty house after empty house
                               E
Looking for someone but lately finding not a soul to tell