| G | D | |
| 2nd half - | B | D G G |
| G | D | |
| F | elt a tremor stir beneath my br | eath |
| That forecasts storms on the gallup poll |
| C | G | D | |
| Woke up from the nightma | re news |
| Hoping to read a sign in the morning air |
| G | D | |
| Nothing changes here and nothing improve | s |
| All say my friends who just want out |
| C | G | D | |
| And leave these | troubles behind |
| Scatter like paper in the eye of the storm |
| Documented with a silenced note |
| That's only heard from far, far away |
| G | D | |
| More cards in play, following su | it |
| Everywhere you look, you only see red |
| C | G | D | |
| Wonder when to c | all off the race |
| Watching a horse running down its last legs |
| Just when you think it couldn't get much worse |
| Watch the numbers rise on the death toll |
| And the chimes of freedom flash and fade |
| Only heard from far, far away |
| G | B | |
| I hear you can't trust in your o | wn |
| Now the grey is broken in the early morn |
| And the words forming barely have a voice |
| It's just your heart that's breaking without choice |
| Everything you've learned is distorted in your head |
| Bouncing off the walls, unraveling the thread |
| Staying up with the blue screen glow |
| Forgetting everything you ever dreamed years ago |
| When the dread is flowing down my veins |
| I want to tear it all down and build it up again |
| Tear it all and build it up again |
| Hear your heart that's breaking without choice |
| I want to hear those chimes ring again |
| Ring again |