^DThe cup is not half ^Gempty as pessimists ^Dsay ^G ^D As far as he ^Gsees nothing's left in the ^Dcup ^G

^D A whole cup full of ^Gnothing for him to in^Ddulge ^G ^D Since the voice of am^Gbition has long since been ^Dshut up^G

D G A singer, A writer

^D He's not dreaming ^Emnow of going nowhere ^D He gave heed to^G nothing

^D And all that he ^Emwas is just a tragedy ^D So he voyages in ^Gcircles

Succeeds getting ^Dnowhere ^G ^D And submits to the ^Gsubstance that first got him ^Dthere

There, the^Gre, there ^D In violent^G frustration

^D He cries out to ^EmGod or just no one ^D Is there a point to^G this madness?

^D And all that he ^Emwas is just a tragedy ^A He ^Gfeels a^Alone

His ^Gheart in his hands, he's a^Alone He ^Gfeels a^Alone

I ^Gfeel... ^D Then on that ^Glast day, he ^Dbre^Gaks

^D He stood ^Gtall, then he ^Dyelled: (Then he ^Gyelled) ^D In violent^G frustration

^D He cries out to ^EmGod or just no one ^D Is there a point to^G this madness?

^D And all that he ^Emwas is just a traged^Ay

The chords are like this: D: A- 0 G: A- 2 Em: A- 2 A: A- 0 E- 2 E- 3 E- 3 E- 0 C- 2 C- 2 C- 4 C- 2 G- 2 G- 0 G- 0 G- 1

The Used - Poetic tragedy