Use the truth as a weapon

To beat up all your friends

Every chink in the armorAn excuse to cause offense

And the boys from the hallway

Calling out your name

And true love will find them in the end

You were restless

I was somewhere less secure

So I went running to the road

And so now there′s

A long list of places I was

I quit my rambling and I came home

'Cause maybe I was born to hold you in these arms

Maybe I was born to hold you in these arms

Use your saints and your mantra

And your things to keep you calm

If you stay with that asshole

He′s gonna do you harm

There's a voice singing loudly

On the radio just for you

That 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