Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Altazing daydream serenade

Preaching god and country like lines on a telegraph

Seems like we all want to be

So very different but nothing changes

Young and defenceless, a waiting son at arms

Beating hearts against a tide of one

Young and defenceless, a waiting son at arms

Beating hearts against a tide of one

We all end up like magazines

Crumpled up discarded, catalogued, forgotten

Read the pages that are free

Living something careless

Just sixteen all over

Young and defenceless, a waiting son at arms

Beating hearts against a tide of one

Young and defenceless, a waiting son at arms

Beating hearts against a tide of one

Beating hearts against a tide of one

Cause were all alone

Were all alone

Beating hearts against a tide of one

Beating hearts, against a tide

Young and defenceless, a waiting son at arms

Beating hearts against a tide of one

Beating hearts against a tide of one

Were all alone

Were all alone

Beating hearts against a tide of one

Outro