Will someone please radio for help?   'Cause I think I'm allergic to myself   And they think they can throw us all away   We gotta stop it before it's all too late      There's got to be a better way   They dissect everything we say   To try to make us feel this way      And you can take the one thing I have left   I'd give it all away for so much less   Can even take the heart inside my chest   Woah, woah      And you can take the one thing I have left   Beat me to the ground and take my breath   But you can't take who I am   Woah, woah      And I swear we were born to let you down   We scream but never make a sound   We point but don't know which direction   We are America right now      There's got to be a better way   They dissect everything we say   To try to make us feel this way      And you can take the one thing I have left   I'd give it all away for so much less   Can even take the heart inside my chest   Woah, woah      And you can take the one thing I have left   Beat me to the ground and take my breath   But you can't take who I am   Woah, woah      Well, how can I be the same? How can I say the blame?   How come I am so tired of all these charades?   How can I be the one? How can I hold the gun?   How can I see if everyone else is to blame?      Hey, hey, don't want to be the   Hey, hey, don't want to see the   Hey, hey      'Cause we point the finger   Think everyone else is to blame, blame   Everyone else is to blame