[Verse 1]
I'm breaking and waiting
Watching your hands on the clock and I
Wonder if you see
How I feel
You're shifting and blaming
Aiming your politics right in my neck
Trying to change
How I feel

[Chorus]
I sing to the only home I've ever known
I'm asking her how we've come
To live in a nightmare, American-grown
Where we let the good die young
We let the good die young

[Post-Chorus]
Oh
Oh

[Verse 2]
It's not just the classrooms
It's our congregations and concert lines
Asking if you see
How they feel
And all those barstools
All of the children who ran to hide
Are wishing that you'd see
How they feel
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