You (D)ask me if I love you, gy and I (A)choke on my re ply.

I’d (F#m)rath er hurt you hon est ly than mis (E)lead you with a (A)lie.

And (Em7)who am I to judge you

on (D)what you (A)say or (Bm)do?

I’m (G)on ly just be gin ning but then to (Em7)see the real my you.

And (D)some times when we touch,

the (A)hon es ty’s too much.

And I (Bm)have to close my eyes and hide.

I wan na (D)hold you till I die,

till we (A)both break down and cry.

I wan na (Em7)hold you till the fear in me sub (D)sides.

Ro (D)mance and all its strat e gy leaves me (A)bat tling with my pride.

But (F#m)through the in se cu ri ty some I’ve (E)ten der ness sur (A)vives.

I’m (Em7)just an oth er writ er

still (D)trapped with (A)in my (Bm)truths;

a (G)hes i tant prize fight er but then still (Em7)trapped with in a youth.

And (D)some times when we touch,

the (A)hon es ty’s too much.

And I (Bm)have to close my eyes and hide.

I wan na (D)hold you till I die,

till we (A)both break down and cry.

I wan na (Em7)hold you till the fear in me sub (D)sides.

Ro (D)sides.

At (G)times I’d like to break you and drive you to your knees.

At (Bm)times I’d like to break through

and (G)hold you end less ly.

At (D)sides.