[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
Am
Calling out your name
F C F
And true love will find them in the end
[Verse 2]
C
You were restless
G Am F
I was somewhere less secure
C G F
So I went running to the road
C
And so now there's
G Am F
D long list of places I was
C G
I quit my rambling and I came, home
[Chorus]
F C F Am Dm
Cause maybe I was born to hold you in these arms
F C F Am F C G Dm 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 Am
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 Am Dm
Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms
F C F Am Dm
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