In These Arms

Use the truth As a weapon To beat up all your friends Every chink in the armor An excuse to cause offense And the boys from the hallway Calling out your name And true love will, Find them in the end You are restless I was somewhere less secure So I went running to the road And so now that the longest of places I was I quit my rambling and come home Cause maybe I was born to hold you in these arms Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms And your saints And your mantra And your things, to keep you calm If you stay With that asshole Is gonna do you harm As the voice singing loudly on the radio Just for you And good fortune Will find him in the end Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms