2 Patches

Bb                               
You’re a ray of sunshine, nothing 
C
but,
                 F       F7
A pair of wings on my back.
Bb                         C
I’m just a boy on a skateboard,
                       F      F7
With two patches on my kneecap.
Bb                          C
The brightest stars burn fast,
                       F           
Some things were never meant to 
   F7
last (never meant to last).

[Chorus]
Bb             C   F      A    
So I’m holding on, to the 
        Dm
memories we have,
            Bb          C
‘Cause I’m sure, I will fuck this 
thing up,
F    A              D7
The first chance I have.
         Bb           Bbm
So I’m holding; I’m holding onto 
that.

[Verse]
Bb                             
Let’s lose our hair together; we 
          C
don’t care,
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C                             
Hook on my hand, you in stolen 
F        F7
underwear.
Bb                                
So when our heart is done, 
   C
heaven’s been,
C                                 
I’ll still make your heart skip 
            F
now like you were seventeen.
                   F7
Two patches on my kneecap.
Bb                                
So let’s grow old and ugly, and 
           C
hate the world,
C                                 
Lord take my youth, but please 
   F                F7
don’t take my girl (don’t take my 
girl).

[Chorus]
Bb              C   F      A   
So I’m holding on, to the 
        Dm
memories we have,
            Bb           C
‘Cause I’m sure, I will fuck this 
thing up,
F    A              D7
The first chance I have.
           G       Bbm
So I’m holding; holding onto that.

[Bridge]
Bb
We all question love, I say, ‘What 
for?’,
C
I found a piratess that makes me jaw
 drop.
F
I’m off tomorrow now for six months,
 that’s Sod’s Law,
                                F7
This girl ain’t off the shelf, mate,
 she’s top drawer.
Bb
Think we’ve had some times? Well, 
there’s lots more,
C
Keep kissing me, girl, what you stop
 for?
F
Other girls get me tight lipped, you
 drop jaw,
F7
Not off the shelf, mate, no, she’s 
top drawer.

[Chorus]
      Bb    C   F        A       
I’m holding on, to the memories 
  Dm
we have,
           Bb       C     F
‘Cause I’m sure by now, I’d have 
fucked it up,
     A               Dm
The first chance I have.
              G                
And so I’m holding (holding); I 
             Bbm
guess I’m holding onto that.
F
Mmm.