Dm D Gm                                  Bb A Dm  
Hands are red with your blame, megaphone screaming my name 
Whimpers someone I should've loved, souls weeping above 
Micro waves me insane, a blaine cuts in your brain 
Sounds like a fork on a plate, blackboard scratched with hate 
Dm Gm Dm 
I've seen         
Dm D  Gm 
What you're doing to me 
Dm Gm Bb A  
Destroying puppet strings to our souls 

Insturmental: Dm A Gm Bb A