Early morning rain crashing upon
My rooftop and my brain,
Woke up in my clothes
Feeling like I'm insane,
The hours pass like days
Like days

And now you're on the firing squad
I throw my hands up, I surrender
I don't want to be a fraud
I don't want to be the pretender
And I was like a lightning rod
I was always your defender
We were both right and wrong
I throw my hands up, I surrender

I see your eyes, hear your voice
Outside my window
Calling for me in a time of trouble
And you know I'd be there
Yes you know I'd be there

And now you're on the firing squad
I throw my hands up, I surrender
I don't want to be a fraud
I don't want to be the pretender
And I was like a lightning rod
I was always your defender
We were both right and wrong
I throw my hands up, I surrender

When I stand
And I watch
At the streetcar's rolling
As the wind is blowing,
And there's no way of knowing now

And now you're on the firing squad
I throw my hands up, I surrender
I don't want to be a fraud
I don't want to be the pretender
And I was like a lightning rod
I was always your defender
We were both right and wrong
I throw my hands up, I surrender

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Writer(s): Jason Wade, Jude Cole