-Intro-
[G] [D] [G] [Bm7]
-Verse 1-
[G]Perfect, easy, so good [D]to me
So why's there a pit in my gut in the shape of you?
[G]Distract myself, say it's somet[D]somethin' else
Maybe I'm just overwhelmed, maybe I'm confused
-Pre-Chorus-
[Bm]Barely [Dm7]sleep when you sleep next to me
But I keep thinkin' [Bm7]I'll find a cure
I say that I'm fine, I tell [Dm7]you all the time
I've never felt so happy and s[A]sure
-Chorus-
But I[D]I'm so scared of my guitar
'Cause it c[G]cuts right through to the heart
Yeah, it kn[D]knows me too well so I [Bm7]got no excuse
I can't l[G]lie to it the sa[A]same way that I lie to you
[D]I'm so scared of my guitar
If I p[G]play it, then I'll think too hard
Once you l[D]let the thought in, then it's already done
So I [G]lay in your arms and pretend that it's l[D]love
-Verse 2-
If [G]I was brave and noble l[D]like you
I'd have the nerve to just stop stringin' you along
[G]But I'm not half as decent [Bm7]as you
I'd rather be tied to someone, e[Bm]even if they're wrong
-Pre-Chorus-
I make excuses, my fr[Dm7]friends know the truth is
I'm not as alright as I claim [Bm7]
I say that I'm fine, I tell t[Dm7]them all the time
As they watch all the life fade a[A]away
-Chorus-
Yeah, I[D]I'm so scared of my guitar
'Cause it c[G]uts ri[D]ght thr[A7]ough to the h[Dm7]eart
Yeah, it knows me too well so I g[Bm7]got no excuse
I can't l[G]lie to it the s[D]same way that I lie to you
I'm [Dm7]so scared of my gu[D]guitar
If I pl[G]play [D]it, then I[A7]'ll think too h[D]ard
Once you let the thought [Dm7]in and then it's alre[G]already d[D]done
So I lay in your arms and pretend that it's love
Yeah, I l[G]lay in your arms and pretend that it's l[A]love [D]
-Bridge-
[G]I pretend that it's l[D]love [G] [D]
I pre[A]pretend that it's love
I pretend that it's love, love
-Pre-Chorus-
'Cause [Bm]what if I never find anything better?
The d[G]doubt always creeps through my m[Bm]mind
So we'll stay together 'caus[Dm7]'cause how could I ever
Trade somethin' that's g[G]good for what's right?
-Chorus-
Oh, I[Bm7]I'm so sc[G]scared of my guitar
It cuts right th[Bm]through to my heart
It knows me too well, I got no excuse
I can't lie to it the same way that I lie to you
I'm so sc[G]scared of my guitar
When I play it is when I think too hard
[D]I let the thought in, i[G]it's already done
But I lay in your arms and pr[Bm7]pretend that it's love
Yeah, I lay in your arms and pretend it's enough
