Dm D Gm Bb A Dm
Hands are red with your blame, megaphone screaming my name
Whimpers someone I should've loved, souls weeping above
Micro waves me insane, a blaine cuts in your brain
Sounds like a fork on a plate, blackboard scratched with hate
Dm Gm Dm
I've seen
Dm D Gm
What you're doing to me
Dm Gm Bb A
Destroying puppet strings to our souls
Insturmental: Dm A Gm Bb A