Standard (EADGBE)

Will someone please radio for help?

Cuz I think I'm allergic to myself

And they think they can throw us all away

We gotta stop it before it's all too late

There's got to be a better way

They dissect everything we say

To try to make us feel this way

 And you can take the one thing I have left

 I'd give it all away for so much less

 Can even take the heart inside my chest

Woah-woah.

 And you can take the one thing I have left

 Beat me to the ground and take my breath

 But you can't take who I am

 woah-woah.

And I swear we were born to let you down

We scream but never make a sound

We point but don't know which direction

We are America right now

There's got to be a better way

They dissect everything we say

To try to make us feel this way

And you can take the one thing I have left

I'd give it all away for so much less

Can even take the heart inside my chest

Woah-woah.

And you can take the one thing I have left

Beat me to the ground and take my breath

But you can't take who I am

woah-woah.

How can I be the same?

How can I say the blame?

How come I am so tired of all these charades?

How can I be the one?

How can I hold the gun?

How can I see if everyone else is to blame?

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Don't want to be the

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Don't want to see the

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Cuz we point the finger

 Think everyone else is to blame

Everyone else is to blame