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)