Hour In America Lyrics & Chords By The Rising

My friends, your friends Everybody's whispering The same old telephone games. High school is over We don't grow up No we just get older Such a shame. And we can't shake...read more

I'm sorry... If there was something I could do... Forgive me for all those things I did to you. I'll point the finger at myself Though my conscience clean. ...read more

If you ever see her Lying hurt Don't just stare Please get up, get up, get up Get up and help her And then check her pulse and give her air And then listen and breathe ...read more

from the back seat of a stolen car to the back door of a sleezy bar your a victim of circumstance you must see what it feels like you must see what it feels like what it...read more

You don't want to know but that won't stop me from showing For nights I drank too much and words exchanged in the morning For always pushing my luck expecting you to keep...read more