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