Oh Yeah!

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah (yeah!) 'Kay, I got it I'm in a crowd full of angels and demons I'm looking out for the jingoes and heathens Nobody move, and nobody gonna get hurt Reach for the sky with your face in the dirt Everybody is a star (star) Got my money, and I'm feeling kinda low (feeling kinda low) Everybody got a scar (scar) Ain't it funny how we're runnin' out of hope? Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody, e-everybody) Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) I got blood on my hands in my pockets That's what you get turning bullets into rockets I am a kid of a bad education The shooting star of a lowered expectation Everybody is a star (star) Got my money, and I'm feeling kinda low (feeling kinda low) Everybody got a scar (scar) Ain't it funny how we're runnin' out of hope? Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody, e-everybody) Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) I'm just a face in the crowd of spectators To the sound of the voice of a traitor Dirty looks, and I'm looking for a payback Burning books in a bulletproof backpack Everybody is a star (star) Got my money, and I'm feeling kinda low (feeling kinda low) Everybody got a scar (scar) Ain't it funny how we're runnin' out of hope? Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody, e-everybody) Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah) Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody is a star) Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah (everybody is a star)