Like a song I hope to sing   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 old to be told      Exactly who are you   Tonight   Tomorrow's   To 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?