D                       A 
I don't believe in heaven, I do believe in hell 
G                               A 
It's down the street from here, And 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 
                        G 
That we could never see the sun 
                        F 
You could set a watch by the bottle returns 
        Bm              G                       D       F# 
And the ashtrays overflowing on the floor 
Bm              D               G               A       A 
Nothing's free but time when you're so damn poor 
D                               Bm 
But the past was death row, And the future's a battlefield  
G                               A 
I hope we choose the right war  
D                                       Bm 
Because I've been fist fighting gravity, Since the day I learned how to breathe  
G                                       A 
And I still wake up On the same cold floor i fell asleep on 
D               A               G       G 
So I won't, but we shall overcome someday  
D               A               G       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  

 D Bm F#m G 

D                               A 
We made our own postal system, To cross the continent 
G                               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               A 
But I owe money and broken hearts  
                        G 
From Philly to Sydney and back to Vermont 
        D 
(yeeeah) I regret a million things  
                G               A       A 
And that's only what I haven't forgot 
D                               Bm 
But the past was a mine field, And right now is a prison break 
G                               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 
D               A       G               G 
So I won't, but we shall overcome someday 
D               A       G               G 
I can't do it alone, but we 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