[Verse 1]
G#
Use the truth as a weapon
C#
To beat up all your friends
G#
Every chink in the armour
C#
An excuse to cause offence
D#
And the boys from the hallways
Fm
Calling out your name
C# G# C#
And true love will find them in the end
[Verse 2]
G#
You were restless
D# Fm C#
I was somewhere less secure
G# D# C#
So I went running to the road
G#
And so now there's
D# Fm C#
A# long list of places I was
G# D#
I quit my rambling and I came, home
[Chorus]
C# G# C# Fm A#m
Cause maybe I was born to hold you in these arms
C# G# C# Fm C# G# D# A#m C# G# D#
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms
[Verse 3]
G#
Use your saints
And your mantra
C#
And your things that keep you calm
G#
If you stay with that asshole
He's gonna do you harm
D# Fm
There's a voice singing loudly on the radio, just for you
C# G#
And good fortune will find him in the end
[Outro]
C# G# C# Fm A#m
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms
C# G# C# Fm A#m
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms
C# G# C# G# C#
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms