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