Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

We fucked our ears

We fucked our throats

Screaming for the sake of what we love most

These pretty scars aren't going anywhere

The redder, the better

Lose your voice and make it hurt

Reluctance, and reserve, refuse these things

'Cause it's time to sing! Woah!

Woah...

Woah...

Woah...

Woah...

Here we go!

I pray and bleed with a frozen smile

Echoes of heartache are not with me

Emotions shed in different times

Crashed at this opportunity

I feel sorry for these walls

'Cause if they could talk they surely would

Hear 'em out, tear 'em down.

Hear 'em out, tear 'em down.

(You can throw in some muting and dead notes if you'd like here)

What stops us from doing that which we love?

Social convention can take off

Fired hearts, and a little faith...

We are, We are, We are the fired hearts!

Same three chords until then end. Here are the lyrics

I can feel hopeless and bitter

As can anyone that I know

Not yet, here it's a waste of time

I've got something inside, can't let it go

I scream until it hurts

I know somewhere somone's screaming it worse

And I smile knowing here is where it collides

Here we dont have to hide

What stops us from doing that which we love?

Social convention can take off

Fired hearts, and a little faith...

We are the fired hearts!

Woah...

Woah...

Woah...

Woah...

We fucked our ears

We fucked our throats

Screaming for the sake of what we love most

These pretty scars aren't going anywhere

The redder, the better!

Lose your voice and make it hurt

Reluctance, reserve, refuse these things

We fucked our ears

We fucked our throats

Screaming for the sake of what we love most

These pretty scars aren't going anywhere

The redder, the better

Lose your voice and make it hurt

Reluctance, reserve - refuse these things

'Cause it's time to sing...