The Downtown Fiction - Where dreams go to die

^F Your breath hangs in the a^Gir. It's freezing, but the bus ain't th^Amere. You're wishing for so^Fmeone to stop this. ^F Back in class ag^Gain, You feel just like an empty ^Ampen, Loss for words and vo^Fid of purpose.

They co^Frnered you, there's now^Ghere to get o^Fut. How? How?

They'll ^Amtry to convince ^Fyou and t^Fell you that they're r^Gight. They'll br^Ameak you and b^Feat you and ste^Fal away your l^Gife And t^Amell you that you're not^Fhing and they'll n^Fever get it ri^Gght, But h^Amigh school's the place where dr^Geams go to die.

^F Teacher thinks you're r^Gude Says, "I dont like yo^Amur attitude". Well maybe you're just co^Fndescending ^F But bring us up to follow r^Gules And throw us all in cubic ro^Amoms But we're not gonna s^Fit by idle.

We're ge^Ftting out, we're g^Gonna find our w^Fay Hey, hey.

Well, w^Fe'll be more than they'll ev^Ger be J^Amust bitter from their o^Fwn failed dreams. They're de^Fsper^Gate, and do anything to b^Amring you d^Fown. Well, we^F'll do more than they ev^Ger did ^AmTalk down to some po^For old kid. We ^Fare the one^Gs, the ones who m^Fade it.

They'll ^Amtry to convince ^Fyou and t^Fell you that they're r^Gight. They'll br^Ameak you and b^Feat you and ste^Fal away your l^Gife And t^Amell you that you're not^Fhing and they'll n^Fever get it ri^Gght, But h^Amigh school's the place where dre^Gams, But h^Amigh school's the place where drea^Gms, But h^Amigh school's the place where drea^Gms go to d^Fie. ^{G F}