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