Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

When bruised, coming down

Then I, get turned around

I tend to cut myself off

>From things, I shouldn't run from

It doesn't really matter

Sometimes we run for cover

I'm always on the outside

Stab me in the back, wanting things that I lack

Sticking to your ploy, is there something you enjoy?

Publicity, and insecurity,

Just wanna be me, it's my need to be free

It doesn't really matter

Sometimes we run for cover

I'm always on the outside

You never seem to wonder

How much you make me suffer

I speak it from the inside

Looking right at me

Won't receive my plea

Tell me what you mean

I'm not what's on the screen

Thinking what will be

Fighting in my sleep

That's quite enough for me

Make me wanna scream

Keep it to myself

It doesn't really matter

Sometimes we run for cover

I'm always on the outside

You never seem to wonder

How much you make me suffer

I speak it from the inside