Intro: E Am
Verse:
E
Sweet sweet hold you gently have over me
Am
Caught me with your eyes and lips like sweet honey
E
Too bad I'm not as sweet as her honey tastes
Am Dm
Cause the average girl simply won that race
E
That race you kept on giving me
Am
Left me hanging wanting more till you broke free
E
Bet shes sweet but not as sweet as I could've been
Am Dm
girls like her come and go like the boring wind
Am
But I'm the type that stays
E
with your heart and my heart in many different ways
Am E
I call you making sure that you're alright in the day or in the middle of the night
Am
sorry if that isn't good enough
E
confusion has become a little rough
Am
and I'll be on you like the clothes you wear
E
and run my fingers through your curled gelled hair
Am Dm E
but for now ill let the race be won by the girl without a boy at home
Verse:
E
Hands so purple,
from the knuckle aches,
it's 'cause they,
Am
create fragile hearts to break.
E
But a player, will soon see that
his karma goes bad,
Am
when the girl that he wants,
Dm
stabs him in the back
Am
But I'm the type that stays
E
with your heart and my heart in many different ways
Am E
I call you making sure that you're alright in the day or in the middle of the night
Am
sorry if that isn't good enough
E
confusion has become a little rough
Am
and I'll be on you like the clothes you wear
E
and run my fingers through your curled gelled hair
Am Dm E
but for now ill let the race be won by the girl without a boy at home