A E C#m I am selfish, I am holding my breathA E Biting my tongue and hedging boyish betsA E C#m I'm not speechless, just afraid of what I could loseA E So I'm just staring at my shoesA E C#m I'm filling space on the floor next to your bedA E Where I'll fall asleep grasping at your handA E C#m I'm filled with words that always seem to come too soonA E And I'm still staring at my shoes [Instrumental]A E A [Verse 2]E Sometimes love can feel a lot like fearA E Sometimes I can't find the words you need to hearA E C#m And if I have to choose, I'll always choose youA E Though I'm still staring at my shoes
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