(CN.C.)My heart.

These words are my own.

Hey.

Threw some chords to geth er.

the com bin a tion (Dm)D, (C)E, (F)F, is who I am, is what I do.

And I was gon na lay it down for you.

I tried to fo cus my at ten tion, but I feel so (Dm)A (C)D (F)D.

I need some help, some in spi ra tion but it’s not com in’ eas i ly.

Whoa, try’n’ to find the mag ic.

Whoa, try’n’ to write a clas sic.

Whoa, don’t you know?

Don’t you know?

Don’t you know?

Whoa, waste bin fill of pa per.

(Dm)Clev er rhymes, (C)see you lat er.

(F)These

words are my own, from (C)my (F)heart flown.

I (F)love you.

I love you.

I love you.

(C)I love you.

(F)There’s

no oth er way to (C)bet (F)ter say

I love you, I love you.

Read some By ron, Shel ley and Keats.

Re cit ed it o ver a (Dm)hip (C)hop (F)beat.

I’m hav in’ trou ble say in’ what I mean with dead po ets and drum ma chines.

You know I had some stu di o time booked but I could n’t find the (Dm)kill (C)er (F)hook.

Now you’re gon na raise the bar right up.

Noth in’ I write is ev er good e nough.

(F)These

words are my own, from (C)my (F)heart flown.

I (F)love you.

I love you.

I love you.

(C)I love you.

(F)There’s

no oth er way to (C)bet (F)ter say

I love you, I love you.

(F)These

words are my own, from (C)my (F)heart flown.

I (F)love you.

I love you.

I love you.

(C)I love you.

(F)There’s

no oth er way to (C)bet (F)ter say

I love you, I love you.

you, I love you.

I’m get tin’ off my stage.

The cur tains pull a (A)way.

No (Edim7)hy per bole to hide be hind.

My nak ed (A)soul ex (Edim7)pos es,

whoa,

whoa.

Try’n’ to find the mag ic.

Whoa, try’n’ to write a clas sic.

Whoa, waste bin full of pa per.

(Dm)Clev er rhymes, (C)see you lat er.

These words are my own.

They’re from my (Dm)heart,

(CN.C.)my heart.

I love you.

I love you.

That’s all I’ve got to say.

Can’t (Dm)think of (C)a bet (F)ter (CN.C.)way.

And that’s all I’ve got to say.

I love you.

Is that o kay?