Intro: C
Verse 1:
C
I?m the type of kid to push away
Am
girls like you who get too close to me.
F
This ain't your front porch on Division Street where
G
you crashed your car and then you blamed it on a sneeze.
Well god bless you, darling, I mean it.
C
You?re the type of girl who said she don?t believe in god,
Am
but you believed in me.
F
We never missed our opportunity here,
G
we just grew up until we found some room to breathe.
Well god bless us, darling, we need it.
C
We need a revolution.
Am
Why else are we standing here? Yeah.
F G
Take off our gloves, put down our guns,
C
'til everyone sings, yeah.
Verse 2:
C
We?re the type of kids who burned the whole damn forest down,
Am
we looked like criminals.
F
How we got out alive, it?s biblical and I,
G
felt something strange behind my knees.
Well... nothing exists 'til you see it.
C Am
We can turn back now, or we can burn a whole 'nother town,
F
everybody gets out, it?s just that night we don?t talk about.
I?m sick of life decisions, this cut dry life we live in,
G
if I did you wrong, I?m sorry, you?re just so god damn pretty. Yeah!
C
We need a revolution.
Am
Why else are we standing here? Yeah.
F G
Take off our gloves, look towards the sun,
C
'til everyone sings, yeah.
C
Whoaaa... whoa-ohh.
Am
Whoaaa whoa-ohh.
F G C
Whoaaa ohhh oh oh ohhh.
Verse 3:
C
If I sang you to sleep, would you listen?
I?d tell you all the things that I?ve been missing.
Am
When words flow like river bends,
F
I?ve burned too many cigarettes at home.
C
Where did you go?
Am
I hated you for leaving... got sick of writing letters on the weekend.
F
My thoughts were clear like cellophane,
G C
I had to see you face to face at home.
C
So where do we go?
Am
Now that we?re both standing here, yeah.
F G
We?ll take off our gloves, put down our guns,
C
'til everyone- sings, sings, sings!
C
We need a revolution.
Am
Why else are we standing here? Yeah.
F G
Take off our gloves, look towards the sun,
C
'til everyone sings, yeah.
C
Whoaaa... whoa-ohh.
(Yeah!)
Am
Whoaaa whoa-ohh.
(We need a revolution.)
F G
Whoaaa... whoa-ohh.
(We need a revolution.)
C
Yeaaaaah!