Here is meg's part of the song. I used this youtube video to get the chords, so it should be fine.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i00sFWahcIc

Verse 1
F# (244322@1)                                               BWhen (x2444x@1)I was younger, I wish that I would have known better.
                                                            F#Better (244322@1)love makes a fat romance, that lasts for more than a shoe shine.
                                    BI'm (x2444x@1)older, took all the words of my mother, saying,
It could be worse, could be born with that disease, instead of catching it first.
Ebm (xx4342@1)                                Db5 (x133xx@4)                          B5 (x244xx@1)       
So let's go back, to the first time, that I met you, in your Chevy, with your hands stretched,
 and me 
                    Db5crying, (x133xx@4)screaming, "Mercy. Mercy."
Ebm (xx4342@1)                                     Db5 (x133xx@4)                     B5But (x244xx@1)I know that, I was put here, to fight Vikings, in the cold war, with my arms out,
 in the front 
                 Db5lines, (x133xx@4)singing, "Dare me. Dare me."

[Chorus]
BBut (x2444x@1)these things take time love.
F#These (244322@1)things take backbone.
Ebm (xx4342@1)                                                             Db5And (x133xx@4)they'll tell you what you want to hear 'cause they think it's better. Better.
B (x2444x@1)                     F#But (244322@1)you better know how to point out the liars.
Ebm (xx4342@1)                                                           Db5You've (x133xx@4)got to weigh your wars make sure you're not fighting for nothing. Nothing.
                     B5Are (x244xx@1)you fighting for nothing?

Verse 2
F# (244322@1)                                             BIt (x2444x@1)feels like this world has been growing slowly upside down.
Maybe I should move to China, and straighten this mess out.
                F#Maybe (244322@1)I'll be a poet.
                      BWatch (x2444x@1)all the sky for falling words.
And write about my grandma's curtains, or the lady who put the Chinese buffet in her purse.
Ebm (xx4342@1)                             Db5 (x133xx@4)       
I've got my mouth. It's a weapon. It's a bombshell. 
               B5It's (x244xx@1)a cannon. I've got my words.
                  Db5I (x133xx@4)won't give them mercy. Mercy. 

[Chorus]

Solo: 
Ebm  Db5  B5 Db5 (x2)

Bridge
Ebm (xx4342@1)              Db5I've (x133xx@4)got my words. I hope they hurt you.
B5I (x244xx@1)hope they scar you. I hope they heal you.
Ebm (xx4342@1)                                                      Db5I (x133xx@4)hope they cut you open, make you see you've been warring for all the wrong reasons.
                                  B5Make (x244xx@1)you see that some things are worth bruising for.
                                    Db5Make (x133xx@4)you see that your name is your honor code.
                                    EbmMake (xx4342@1)you see that your hands you're accounted for.
                                          Db5Pick (x133xx@4)and choose where your sweat and your blood will go.
                                   B5Make (x244xx@1)you see your life's not to be lived alone.
                                               Db5Run (x133xx@4)their spit through your hair, you're worth nothing. Nothing.

[chorus]