Tears Of Rage

We carried you in our arms On Independence Day, And now you throw us all aside And put us on our way. Oh what dear daughter 'neath the sun Would treat a father so, To wait upon him hand and foot And always tell him, "No"? Tears of rage, tears of

Out here alone, I will wear a thousand faces I'm still waiting, the master of disguise Can't you hear me calling in my deepest desperation I talked to the angles, cause I'd broken every rule And if you hurt me, there's a way back to you I found a rea

C am f dm We carried you in our arms on independence day Bb f c And now you'd throw us all aside and put us all away Am f dm Oh, what dear daughter 'neath the sun could treat a father so? Bb f c To wait upon him hand and foot and always tell him 'no'