I sing it for you
 Like the words I have to bring
 I bring it for you

 And in leather, lace, and chains
 We stake our claim
 Revolution once again
 No I won't, I won't wear it on my sleeve
 I can see through this expression
 And you know I don't believe
 Too wrong to be told
 Exactly who are you
 Tonight, Tomorrow's too late

 And we love to wear a badge, a uniform
 And we love to fly a flag
 But I won't let others live in hell
 As we divide against each other
 And we fight amongst ourselves
 Too set in out ways to try to rearrange
 Too right to be wrong, in this rebel song

 Let the bells ring out
 Let the bells ring out

 Is there nothing left?
 Is there, is there nothing?
 Is there nothing left?
 Is honesty what you want?

 A generation without name, ripped and torn
 Nothing to lose, nothing to gain
 Nothing at all
 And if you can't help yourself
 Well, take a look around you
 When others need your time
 You say it's time to go it's your time
 Angry words won't stop the fight
 Two wrongs won't make it right
 A new heart is what I need
 Oh God, make it bleed
 Is there nothing left