Well this is nothing you haven't heard before Just a boy playing stupid chords There's life outside these walls Lets burn and break these stalls Well a friend said to me the other day, "Im tired of knowledge invading me, I want truth that I can see, I want truth inside of me." We're all writing things on paper see I got an ink stain on my coat sleeve I just wanna go to sleep And awake to find beauty Its ok if you love the rain, Cuz I do too babe. The way it feels when it hits the roof Well thats me too babe And we have walked the road of pleasure And we've blown the scars it gave We've stared our demons in the eyes And we just kissed their face. Cuz we're at war, we're at war And its been this way before We're at war, we're at war. And you tell me how you feel If you have a clue about how you feel Oh we've seen days turn black Cuz our dads aren't comin' back And how I wish that I could cry Cuz I'd cry and cry and cry and cry But I'll just live the lie And won't look my friends in the eye. And how I wish that I could feel I'm so afraid of what it might reveal. Is my heart really new? Does yours feel broken too? Its not ok if you love your pain. Cuz I've been down in that cave, I've heard voices in my brain Still, I pick you up to fall down with sin, I've done it a hundred times before I'll do it a hundred times again. And if we'd open up our eyes of meritocracy We'd see the battle swell All of us to our knees Cuz we're at war, we're at war And its been this way before We're at war, we're at war Well I think its time then Let me see you plans Yeah, let me see those plans That looks good to me friend Lets be out of here by ten I wanna be outta her by ten And we'll drive to the airpot Even though the darkness is coming in And please hold my hand I can't go if you're not in Thank the Lord, Thank the Lord We're not who we were before Thank the Lord, Thank the Lord Thank the Lord, Thank the Lord We're not who we were before Thank the Lord, Thank the Lord And we pull up to your favorite bar See that boy inside beating his dumb guitar And we try to tell ourselves That our lives not a living hell