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