Tom: G
Am D
It's the American dream
C Am G Am
But if you pull on the thread, it's gonna tear at the seam
D C
See what I mean? We don't tend to scream
Am G
Baby, we just stare at the screen
Am D
Like it's a preacherman up at the pulpit
C Am G
Some with the scars end up holding the bullwhip
Am D
Another angry kid unloading a full clip
C Am G
And I could tie a pretty bow on this bullshit
Am D
But let's not lie for another second
C Am
We see the trouble, we're rubberneckin
G Am D
No doublecheckin, if it's an issue we have to grapple
C Am G
The words are caught in my Adam's apple
Am D
I make my body a happy chapel
C Am G
Cause every person's a tabernacle
Am D
But there's no feeling you gotta hide
C Am G
So let's all pray to the God inside, say it now
(Chorus)
D Am
Never needed a hand til you needed a hand
F G
You never know how to walk until you understand
D Am
Coulda been anything that you needed to be
F G
How many more do you want? How many more do you need?
Am D C G
Still I wish I could break free
Am D C G
It’s that same old simple song I still believe
Am D C G
How many more do we need?
Am D
Before it’s hand over hand
C G
Love over everything
Am D
That’s me with the long arm
C Am G
Screaming at the top dog, spilling my blood on the cement
Am D C
We willing to roll now, sick of getting mowed down
Am G
Fuck if I dope now, it’d kill me
Am D
Cause I’d rather be known for the dealing
C Am G
Than known to be hooked on the feeling
Am D C Am G
How many more gotta go now? How many more gotta go down?
Am D C Am
I’ll stand in the rain witcha, just to get a little bit of glimpse of the plain picture
G Am D
People need a pinch just to get em to wake up
C Am G
You’ll be in a ditch before I get you to wake up, say it bruh
Am D C Am G
Whoever said it wasn’t fair, they was telling the truth
Am D C Am G
I’d be a liar if I said there was nothing to prove
