I'm caught in a Monday
Or is it a Sunday?
Every damn day feels like the same day
This job I've chosen
Is like a runway
Where I'm displaying my life
But now I'm going
Oh, whoa, oh whoa
I'm going
Oh, whoa, oh whoa
Yeah, I'm going
Oh, whoa, oh whoa
But once I got [Fm7]there
I felt as if I was [Am7]homeless
Homeless
I felt as if I was [Am7]homeless
Na na na
Raised on [C7]Pluto, my [A]parents from Venus
Where am I from, sometimes I don't feel like [F]I'm from neither
On my [A]own little planet
That's where I've landed
And I ain't searching no more
I was [Am7]looking for
Oh, whoa, oh whoa
Oh, whoa, oh whoa
Oh, whoa, oh whoa
But once I got [Fm7]there
I felt as if I was [Am7]homeless
Homeless
I felt as if I was [Am7]homeless
I am thinking home
I am going home
Where my [A]heart has keys
Where my [A]soil will seed
I am thinking home
I am going home
Where my [A]heart has keys
But once I got [Fm7]there
I felt as if I was [Am7]homeless
Homeless
I felt as if I was [Am7]homeless
Homeless
Homeless