Am F
When we were young the future was so bright (Woah-oh!)
C
The old neighborhood was so alive (Woah-oh!)
G
And every kid on the whole damn street (Woah-oh!)
Was gonna make it big and not be beat
Am F
Now the neighborhood' s cracked and torn (Woah-oh!)
C
The kids are grown up but their lives are worn (Woah-oh!)
G
How can one little street
Swallow so many lives
Am
Chances thrown
F
Nothing' s free
C G
Longing for what used to be
Am
Still it' s hard
F
Hard to see
C G
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Am F
Jamie had a chance, well she really did (Woah-oh!
C
Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids (Woah-oh!)
G
Mark still lives at home cause he' s got no job
Just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot
Am F
Jay committed suicide (Woah-oh!)
C
Brandon OD' d and died (Woah-oh!)
G
cruelest dream, reality
Am
Chances thrown
F
Nothing' s free
C G
Longing for what used to be
Am
Still it' s hard
F
Hard to see
C G
Fragile lives, shattered dreams
Am
Chances thrown
F
Nothing' s free
C G
Longing for what used to be
Am
Still it' s hard
F
Hard to see
C G
Fragile lives, shattered dreams