C
hey i hear the voice of a preacher from the back room
F
calling my name and i follow just to find you
C                                       G
i  trace the faith to a broken down television and put on the weather
C
and i?ve trained myself to give up on the past
F
cause i frozen time between hearses and caskets
C
lost control when i panicked at the acid test
G
i wanna get better
C                                               F
while my friends were getting high and chasing girls down parkway lines i was losing my mind
C                                               G
cause the love, the love, the love, the love, the love that i gave wasted on a nice face
C                                       F                              C      
in a blaze of fear i put a helmet on a helmet counting seconds through the night and got carried away
                                G
so now I?m standing on the overpass screaming at the cars hey I wanna get better
C                       F
i didn?t know i was lonely til i saw your face
C               G
i wanna get better
C                       F
i didn?t know i was broken til i wanted to change
C               G
i wanna get better
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i go up to my room and there?s girls on the ceiling
F
cut out their pictures and i chase that feeling
C
of an eighteen year old, who didn?t know what loss was
G
now i?m a stranger
C
and i miss the days of a life still permanent
F                       C
mourn the years before i got carried away

                                G
so now i?m staring at the interstate, screaming at myself hey i wanna get better

C                       F
cause I?m sleeping in the back of a taxi
                        C
i?m screaming from my bedroom window
F
even if it?s gonna kill me
C
woke up this morning early before my family
F
from this dream where she was trying to show me
C                               G
how a life can move from the darkness, she said to get better
C                                               F                      C
so i put a bullet where i shoulda out a helmet and i crash my car cause i wanna get carried away
                                G
that?s why i?m standing on the overpass screaming at myself, hey, I WANNA GET BETTER

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