This Revolution Songtext

There was never anything that was made defective or out of place
When I drew upon the well to drink compassion, I drew lies

No hell will burn your flesh this time, no lie will be unturned
Love started it all, and what you are is beautiful

Everything you've been taught, it had to be taught
Because it wouldn't come naturally
Always trying to improve, perfect, and rearrange
What is perfect, this revolution was made in pain