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