Dm
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Bb5
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
F C
My world goes black before I feel an angel lift me up
Dm Bb5
And I open bloodshot eyes into fluorescent white
F C
They flip the siren, hit the lights, close the doors and I am gone
Dm Bb5
Now I lay here owing my life to a stranger
F
And I realize that empty words are not enough
C
I'm left here with the question of just
Dm Bb5
What have I to show except the promises I never kept?
F C
I lie here shaking on this bed, under the weight of my regrets
[Chorus:]
Bb5 Dm F
I hope that I will never let you down
Bb5 Dm F Bb5
I know that this can be more than just flashing lights and sound
Dm Bb5
Look around and you'll see that at times it feels like no one really cares
F C Dm
It gets me down but I'm still gonna try to do what's right, I know that there's
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Bb5 F
A difference between sleight of hand, and giving everything you have
C Bb5
There's a line drawn in the sand, I'm working up the will to cross it and
[Chorus]
Dm
Rhetoric can't raise the dead
Bb5
I'm sick of always talking when there's no change
Dm
Rhetoric can't raise the dead
C Bb5 C
I'm sick of empty words, let's lead and not follow
Dm
Late night, brakes lock, hear the tires squeal
Bb5
Red light, can't stop so I spin the wheel
F C
My world goes black before I feel an angel steal me from the
Dm Bb5
Greedy jaws of death and chance, and pull me in with steady hands
F C
They've given me a second chance, the artist in the ambulance
[Chorus]
Dm C Bb5 Dm C Bb5
Can we pick you off the ground, more than flashing lights and sound
