Em-D-G-C-Em-D-C 1. While Kansas city sleeps cloaked in the twilight of this valley at this churches lying roadside from a tree I keep driving to the most desolate seclusions my blackest secrets still imprison me X: And why don't we say what we really feel? R: Whenever things are at their best... whatever lies will help you rest whenever things are at their best... why do we wait for it to fall apart? 2. Welcome to the after-taste of cheap wine and bad decisions my heart trembles in this morning prayer I can't chill my eyes from this inner most seductions but still somehow you found me there X: And why... R: Whenever things... *: It's my mistake to say I'm not the world safest bet I've never been too good at being good and its probably sad to say... R: Whenever things... (2x)