Bad Poetry
D D
D
You tell secrets when you laugh
Bmin G
We easily forget the past
F#min G
and take it all as it comes
F#min G
It does not matter now
Bmin A
Which side are we on
This language lets me down
Every single time I try
to praise your nervous moves
and those hips that know what they do
I just can't get it right
D A
So keep on bruising my heart, love
A Bmin
'cause I'm not hurting enough, love
D A
Keep on twisting my arm, now
D Bmin
You'll have to pick your side, now
D D
I'm running out of words
They're all I have left to keep her
here thru coldest of days
we make babies while it rains
And party when it's clear
So it's better to just fight
than have no-one to fight thru nights
have no-one in the house
no-one to throw you out
so raise your fists up high
So keep on bruising my heart, love
'cause I'm not hurting enough, love
Keep on twisting my arm, now
You'll have to pick your side, now
So keep on bruising my heart, love
'cause I'm not hurting enough, love
More I'm falling in love
Worse poetry I'll write, love
D A A
Bmin
Keep on bruising my heart, love
'cause I'm not hurting enough, love
Keep on twisting my arm, now
You'll have to pick your side, now
So keep on bruising my heart, love
'cause I'm not hurting enough, love
Keep on twisting my arm, now
You'll have to pick your side, now
Keep on pulling my hair, love
Don't let me go without a fight, now
'cause more I'm falling in love
Worse poetry I'll write, love