🎶 Scared of my guitar

[Db][Cb][Db][Bm7]
[Db]Perfect, easy, so good [Cb]to me
So why's there a pit in my gut in the shape of you?
[Db]Distract myself, say it's [Cb]somethin' else
Maybe I'm just overwhelmed, maybe I'm confused

[A#m]Barely [Dm7]sleep when you sleep next to me
But I keep thinkin' [A#m]I'll find a cure
I say that I'm fine, I tell [Eb]you all the time
I've never felt so happy and [Bbm]sure

But [Cb]I'm so scared of my guitar
'Cause it [Db]cuts right through to the heart
Yeah, it [Cb]knows me too well so I got no excuse
I can't [Db]lie to it the [Bbm]same way that I lie to you
[Cb]I'm so scared of my guitar
If I [Db]play it, then I'll think too hard
Once you [Cb]let the thought in, then it's already done
So I [Db]lay in your arms and pretend that it's [Cb]love

If [Db]I was brave and noble [Cb]like you
I'd have the nerve to just stop stringin' you along
[Db]But I'm not half as decent [Bm7]as you
I'd rather be tied to someone, [A#m]even if they're wrong

And make excuses, my [Dm7]friends know the truth is
I'm not as alright as I [Bm7 ]claim
Say that I'm fine, I tell [Dm7]them all the time
As they watch all the light fade [Bbm]away

Yeah, [Cb]I'm so scared of my guitar
'Cause it [Db]cuts [Cb]right [A7]through to the [Dm7]heart
Yeah, it knows me too well so I [Bm7]got no excuse
I can't [Db]lie to it the [Cb]same way that I lie to you
I'm [Dm7]so scared of my [Cb]guitar
If I [Db]play [Cb]it, then [A7]I'll think too [Cb]hard
Once you let the thought [Dm7]in, then it's [Db]already [Cb]done
So I [Db]lay in your arms and pretend that it's [Bbm]love[Cb]
Yeah, I [Db]lay in your arms and pretend that it's [Bbm]love[Cb]

[Db]I pretend that it's [Cb]love[Db][Cb]
I [Bbm]pretend that it's love
I pretend that it's love, love

'Cause [A#m]what if I never find anything better?
The [Db]doubt always creeps through my [A#m]mind
So we'll stay together 'cause [Dm7]how could I ever
Trade somethin' that's [Db]good for what's right?

Oh, [Bm7]I'm so [Db]scared of my guitar
It cuts right [A#m]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 [Db]scared of my guitar
When I play it is when I think too hard
[Cb]I let the thought in, [Db]it's already done
But I lay in your arms and [Bm7]pretend that it's love
Yeah, I lay in your arms and pretend it's enough⠀