Training Wheels

C
Riding down, riding down
                Em
My hand on your seat The whole way 
round
C
I carry band-aids on me now
                   Em
For when your soft hands hit the 
jagged ground
              F
Wheels aren't even touching the 
ground
               G
Scared to take them off but they're 
so worn down
                F
Promise I won't push you straight to
 the dirt
                  G
If you promise me you'll take them 
off first
C
Love everything you do
When you call me fucking dumb for 
the stupid shit I do
Em
I wanna ride my bike with you
Fully undressed, no training wheels 
F
left for you
          G
I'll pull them off for you

Continues after the ad
C
Love everything you do
When you call me fucking dumb for 
the stupid shit I do
Em
I wanna ride my bike with you
Fully undressed, no training wheels 
F
left for you
          G
I'll pull them off for you

C
Letting go, letting go
            Em
Telling you things you already know
C
I explode, I explode
           Em
Asking you where you want us to go
                   F
You've been riding two wheelers all 
your life
              G
It's not like I'm asking to be your 
wife
                 F
I wanna make you mine, but that's 
hard to say
               G
Is this coming off in a cheesy way?

C
Love everything you do
When you call me fucking dumb for 
the stupid shit I do
Em
I wanna ride my bike with you
Fully undressed, no training wheels 
F
left for you
          G
I'll pull them off for you
C
Love everything you do
When you call me fucking dumb for 
the stupid shit I do
Em
I wanna ride my bike with you
Fully undressed, no training wheels 
F
left for you
          G
I'll pull them off for you