Capo 2


D5             D5
We fucked our ears
              E5
We fucked our throats
G5
Screaming for the sake of what we love most
      D5                   E5       G5
These pretty scars aren't going anywhere
     D5      E5
The redder, the better
G5
Lose your voice and make it hurt
   D5            E5                         G5
Reluctance, and reserve, refuse these things
                       G5   E5     G(strum once)
'Cause it's time to sing! Woah!


Woah...
Woah...
D5
Woah...
E5
Woah...
          G5
Here we go!

  D5                     E5
I pray and bleed with a frozen smile
G5
Echoes of heartache are not with me
D5                E5
Emotions shed in different times
G5
Crashed at this opportunity

D5                      E5
I feel sorry for these walls
G5
'Cause if they could talk they surely would
D5             E5
Hear 'em out, tear 'em down.
G5
Hear 'em out, tear 'em down.


(You can throw in some muting and dead notes if you'd like here)

D5          E5     G5
What stops us from doing that which we love?
D5       E5           G5
Social convention can take off
D5      E5          G5
Fired hearts, and a little faith...
G5       E5     G5
We are, We are, We are the fired hearts!


Same three chords until then end. Here are the lyrics

I can feel hopeless and bitter
As can anyone that I know
Not yet, here it's a waste of time
I've got something inside, can't let it go

I scream until it hurts
I know somewhere somone's screaming it worse
And I smile knowing here is where it collides
Here we dont have to hide

What stops us from doing that which we love?
Social convention can take off
Fired hearts, and a little faith...
We are the fired hearts!

Woah...
Woah...
Woah...
Woah...

We fucked our ears
We fucked our throats
Screaming for the sake of what we love most
These pretty scars aren't going anywhere

The redder, the better!
Lose your voice and make it hurt
Reluctance, reserve, refuse these things

We fucked our ears
We fucked our throats
Screaming for the sake of what we love most
These pretty scars aren't going anywhere

The redder, the better
Lose your voice and make it hurt
Reluctance, reserve - refuse these things
'Cause it's time to sing...