Rotten Apple Lyrics & Chords By Rob Giles

I got stoned at my eighth grade graduation
Mom didn't know, Dad didn't go

We found God
in the back of a Baptist church parkin' lot
when we were twelve years old

Born at the bottom of a well
We saw the light but
We were wrapped up in the walk of Hell
We're still burnin'

Where would all the broken people be?
If not for you, if not for me
Where would all the broken people be?
If not for us, baby
keepin' it together

As we've grown
We've grown harder
A thousand stones have been thrown
but we wont break no more
the pretty girl got blistered feet
but trying to run away
from what you were, and what you see
in the mirror

Where would all the broken people be?
If not for you, if not for me
Where would all the broken people be?
If not for us, baby
keepin' it together

Oh lies pave your past
Lets drive to where nothing lasts
Ohhhhhhhhh

Where would all the broken people be?
If not for you, if not for me
Where would all the broken people be?
If not for us, baby
keepin' it together
keepin' it together
keepin' it together