D                   A                       G
 I don't believe in heaven, I do believe in hell
                               A
It's down the street from here,  we both lived there for years
D                             A                                    G
 We burned the calendars for warmth, And the alarm clocks just for fun
                             A
We closed the blinds to make goddamn sure
                            D
That we could never see the sun

                F#                    Bm
You could set a watch by the bottle returns
                 G                   D       F#
And the ashtrays overflowing on the floor
Bm                  G                        A
 Nothing's free but time when you're so damn poor

D                          Bm                     G
 But the past was death row, the future's a battlefield
                           A
I hope we choose the right war
D                                       Bm                               G
 Because I've been fist fighting gravity, Since the day I learned how to breathe
                                     A
And I still wake up On the same cold floor i fell asleep on

[Chorus]
D    A                   Bm           G
So I won't, but we shall overcome someday
D              A           Bm                G
I can't do it alone, but I shall be free someday
D                   A            Bm                      G
I don't know how to live But I'm sick of learning how to die
D     A                 Bm         G
Vampirism is for poseurs in junior high

[Trumpet] x2
D Bm F#m G

[Verse 2]
D                      A                         G
We made our own postal system, To cross the continent
                                         A
As long as freight trains run And loners pick up dreamers with thumbs
                D
Who needs governments to get a letter to you
                A
Or a mixtape to me, or a postcard to Johnstown?
         G
What's a thousand miles between friends?
         A
What's a friend that's not worth crossing a country?

D           F#               Bm
  But I owe money and broken hearts
                G                    D    F#
From Philly to Sydney and back to Vermont
             Bm
(yeeeah) I regret a million things
            G                   A
And there's only what I haven't forgot

D                            Bm                          G
But the past was a mine field, And right now is a prison break
                   A
I hope we make it alive
D                                Bm
When who we are doesn't stop where the law begins
     G                              A
Then we'll storm their court houses to survive

[Chorus]
D    A                   Bm           G
So I won't, but we shall overcome someday
D              A           Bm                G
I can't do it alone, but I shall be free someday
D                   A            Bm                      G
I don't know how to live But I'm sick of learning how to die
D     A                 Bm         G
Vampirism is for poseurs in junior high