C                                         Am
In the space between a neighborhood and a street map
                 F            Dm     C
Between a battle fought and a ballot cast
            F      Dm            G
Between our vacant hands and the things we lack
       C                                Am
In the space between having nothing and everything
                   F             Dm         C
Between your tired bones and the empty buildings
             F         Dm        G
Between this abandoned lot and a vegetable garden


[Chorus]
          C
There are people with guns who know how to use them
        Am
Nothing better to do than hop in their cruisers
    F
And go crack the skulls of some dropouts and losers
    G
And get congratulated on restraint when they do it


[Bridge]
   C                       G              Dm                  F
So   if we can't blow up a social relationship, we also can't reason with bullets
   C                         G                        Dm     F
So let's not be confused who uniforms and badges work for
C                           G
  It's not intelligence that keeps assholes rich
             Dm                     F
It's fucking armies of blue rolling with full clips
     C                       G                    Dm           F
With handcuffs and clubs for anyone who's sick of going without just because they're poor

C Am F
C Am F

[Verse 2]
           C                              Am
And in the space between who I am and who I should be
                F           Dm     C
Between a tired loner and a community
                  F         Dm       G
Between where the van broke down and Alturas Street
           C                                      Am
And in the space between me and the neighbors out on the street
              F             Dm     C
Between these walls that we pay to keep
        F               Dm       G            C
And the ruins that this world deserves to be