Am
Out in the everglades,
F C G
Sleeping in with the poor is a fortune for the brave,
Am
I can easily say that we will never change
F C G
But be implacable and never lose your flames. (Never lose your flames)
Am F
Wouldn't you say that the world has spit on you enough.
Unanswered prayers, sleeping under streetlights
C G
And I don't understand the danger of talking them up
Am
Every night,
F
You salvage every skyline,
C G Am
Only enough so that you might have the chance to feel fine.
F C G
Swear to God I believe we've had enough trying to save the world,
Did you hear me,
Am F C G Am
We have had enough.