Bad Answer

E I'm not the one, I'm not the one A# I'm not the one you want E I'm not the one, I'm not the one A# E I'm not the one who's got the answer that you're looking for A# The solution that you seek E Suffering's all I'm doing A# But it won't fill your need C#m A We all run on toward the setting sun E B Trying just to keep it on the horizon C#m A Call it stunned by your desperation E B All our love wasted on what's over and done E You can tell everybody that we're nothing B Just a collection of hollow cries and guts E You can tell everybody that my soul's made up B If you just let me crumble into dust E B E I'm not the one, I'm not the one A# I'm not the one you want E I'm not the one, I'm not the one A# I'm not the one just stop E A# No answer makes you satisfied, no answer lets you sleep E A# Life's meaning's to find meaning in this abyss, so black and deep F# B You ran outta time, can't satisfy that need now that you've died E You can tell everybody that we're nothing B Just a collection of hollow cries and guts E You can tell everybody that my soul's made up B If you're dumb enough to accept that stuff E You can tell everybody that we're nothing B Just a collection of borrowed time and dust E You can tell everybody that their love's made up B If it helps when you try to sleep at night C#m A E B G# B Dried up, the sand's filled up your mind E Black hole is all that's left inside A F# B You were dead when you were born to this dead world G# E Just let us break apart, we'll both feel better for it, can't ignore it A B If you're sick of it, just let it go B Just let it go, just let it C#m A We all run on toward the setting sun E B Trying just to keep it on the horizon C#m A Call it stunned by our desperation E B All our love wasted on what's over and done E You can tell everybody that I'm nothing, just a collection of hollow B Cries, guts, fucked E You can tell everybody that we're nothing B Just a collection of hollow cries and guts E You can tell everybody that our soul's made up B If you're dumb enough to accept that stuff E You can tell everybody that we're nothing B Just a collection of borrowed time and dust E You can tell everybody that their love's made up B E If it helps when you try to sleep at night