Written by Michael Fuentes/Victor Vincent Fuentes/Curtis Peoples/Jaime Preciado/Kellin Quinn/Steven Solomon Miller/Cesar Antonio Soto
F C Dare me to jump off of this Jersey bridge G I bet you never had a Friday night like this D Keep it up keep it up lets take a look up in the sky F and I see Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy, C G Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide. D Everything red. Am F Please, won't you push me for the last time, C Lets scream until there's nothing left G Am So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore. F The thought of you is no fucking fun. C G You want a martyr, I'll be one because enough's enough, Am We're done. Am You told me, "think about it" F C Well I did, now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore Am I'm tired of begging for the things that I want, Am I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor. Am F C The thing I think I love G Will surely bring me pain D Intoxication, paranoia, and a lot of fame F C Three cheers for throwing up G Pubescent drama queen D Am F C G You make me sick I make it worse by drinking late. Am F Please, won't you push me for the last time, C Lets scream until there's nothing left G Am So sick of playing, I don't want this anymore. F The thought of you is no fucking fun. C G You want a martyr, I'll be one because enough's enough, Am We're done. Am F You told me, "think about it", well I did G Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore Am I'm tired of begging for the things that I want Am I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor. C Imagine living like a king someday. G A single night without a ghost in the walls. Am And if the bass shakes the earth underground. Am We'll start a new revolution NOW Am F Hail Mary, forgive me C G Blood for blood, hearts beating Am C G Come at me, now this is war! Am F You told me, "think about it", well I did G Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore Am I'm tired of begging for the things that I want Am I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor. C Imagine living like a king someday. G A single night without a ghost in the walls. Am We are the shadows screaming take us now Am We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground.
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