[Chord diagrams] (how Braden plays them) e|------------| B|------------| G|---2-----4------6------------| D|---2-----4------6------------| A|---------2------4------------| E|---x------------|                 [Intro]    [Verse 1] Singin’ to you in the back of the van I can’t fix it all but I’ll hold your hand Until the headlights crack and we drive head first For the graves in the yard of this New Jersey church And the closest I’ve come to the feeling of knives Is the pain that I feel from the thorns in your side Because they poke right through your sweater And rip the fabric that holds our illusions together [Chorus] And the antidote for all the things That tear us up from seam to seam Is the space between our eyes I never would have been here otherwise And I suppose that with our broken wings We’ll have to learn to use our feet And maybe we will find a reason for our lives Well I guess we’ll have to try won’t we? [Interlude]    [Verse 2] Singin’ to you in the back of my car The lights flash red and the door’s ajar I could tell you the truth but the truth is much worse So I’ll tell you a lie and you’ll never be hurt And the closest I’ve come to the feeling of fine Is the joy that I feel from your hands on my side Because they poke right through your sweater And rip the fabric that holds my delusions together [Chorus] And the antidote for all the things That tear us up from seam to seam Is the space between our eyes I never would have been here otherwise And I suppose that with our broken wings We’ll have to learn to use our feet And maybe we will find a reason for our lives Well I guess we’ll have to try won’t we? [Interlude] [Bridge] We’ll have to try won’t we?   You should just let this go but I can’t tell you so No I can’t and I won’t no I can’t and I won’t You should just let this go but I can’t tell you so No I can’t and I won’t no I can’t and I won’t [Chorus] And the antidote for all the things That tear us up from seam to seam Is the space between our eyes I never would have been here otherwise And I suppose that with our broken wings We’ll have to learn to use our feet And maybe we will find a reason for our lives Well I guess we’ll have to try won’t we?