an ode to america

Would you stop breaking them down And just start building you up Can we not make Mr. Reagan's money a metric of love Don't you know we're all hurtin' I'm getting tired of turning on the TV and the news Don't really care anymore what Tucker told you is the truth 'Cause in the end we're all hurtin' But hey Why can't we change Why can't we pick up the pieces And listen to how we feel I know that you swear they're the Devil If the Devil's in the details Then maybe it's You Don't understand why it's so hard to comprehend what we say Why can't it just be as simple as "all our rights are the same" Yeah, we're all tired of hurtin' I'm really tired of looking at what he said on the news Honestly, just wanna sleep at night And not fear that we're screwed But I know we're all hurtin' Hey Why can't we change Why can't we pick up the pieces And listen to how we feel I know that you swear they're the Devil If the Devil's in the details Then maybe it's Time to look past The sinners, the saints, the righteous And take some time to spend with one another Are we maybe More than good, more than bad, more than ugly Can we maybe come together as a country Is that out of reach Is it out of possibility