Intro: C F Am F 

C 
I feel the ground moving under my feet,  
F 
All I know is where I don?t belong. 
Am 
I?m not interested in sticking around  
F 
Just for the sake of a good time. 
C 
Houses rotting from the the inside out  
F 
And everybody?s pissed out of their fucking minds. 
Am 
Are you seriously talking to me  
F 
About community? 


[Refrão]
 
Am 
One by one, Shoot off my fingers 
C 
one by one. 
F 
Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here?  
G 
When the rebels lose the spirit of rebellion? 
C 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
Am 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
G 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
F 
But I know I?m not alone. 
C 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
Am 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
G 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
F 
But I know I?m not alone. 

Verse 2
 
C 
We are defined by what we stand against and  
F 
The weight of unfulfilled expectations.  
Am 
This culture that threatens to engulf you,  
F 
Is there anyway to go about fighting it? 
C 
I don?t want to be born again,  
F 
Don?t need anybody to speak for me, 
Am 
I?m not interested in humoring illusions 
F 
Or apologizing for the sake of sentiment. 



[Refrão]

Am 
One by one, Shoot off my fingers 
C 
one by one. 
F 
Where do we go from here? Where do we go from here?  
G 
When the rebels lose the spirit of rebellion? 
C 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
Am 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
G 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
F 
But I know I?m not alone. 
C 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
Am 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
G 
You?ve got nowhere left to go... 
F 
But I know I?m not alone.