Standard (EADGBE)

faith, you're driving me away

 you do it everyday

 you don't mean it but it hurts like hell

 my brain says im receiving pain

 a lack of oxygen from my life support

 my iron lung.

we're too young to fall asleep

 too cynical to speak

 we are losing it can't you tell?

 we scratch our eternal itch

 Our twentieth century bitch

 and we are grateful for our iron lung.

suck, suck your teenage thumb

toilet trained and dumb

 when the power runs out we'll just hum

this this is our new song

 just like the last one

 a total waste of time.

 my iron lung.

 and if your frightened

 you can be frightened

 you can be, that's okay

 and if your frightened

 you can be frightened

 you can be, that's okay