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