Tom: D
D G A
Baby, you've got the sort of hands to rip me apart
D G A
And baby, you've got the sort of face to start this old heart
D G A
But your eyes are warning me this early morning
D G A
That my love's too big for you my love
D G A
Baby, you've got the sort of laugh that waters me
D G A
And makes me grow tall and strong and proud and flattens me
D G A
I find you stunning, but you are running me down
D G A
My love's too big for you my love
D G A
My love's too big for you my love
(refrão)
G Bm G A
And if I was stronger then I would tell you no
G Bm G A
And if I was stronger then I will leave this show
G Bm G A
And if I was stronger then I would up and go
G D Em A
But here I am and here we go again
D G A
Baby, you've got the sort of eyes that tell me tales
D G A
That your sort of mouth just will not say, the truth impales
D G A
That you don't need me, but you won't leave me
D G A
My love's too big for you my love
D G A
My love's too big for you my love
G Bm G A
And if I was stronger then I would tell you no
G Bm G A
And if I was stronger then I will leave this show
G Bm G A
And if I was stronger then I would up and go
G D Em A
But here I am and here we go again
Em D G
Tell me what to do, to take away the you
G Bm G A
And if I was stronger then I would tell you no
G Bm G A
And if I was stronger then I will leave this show
G Bm G A
And if I was stronger then I would up and go
G D Em A
But here I am and here we go again
