Verse 1 C#m E My mind is a warrior, A A G My heart is a foreigner, C#m E A A G My eyes are the colour of red like a sunset, C#m E Never keep it bottled up, A A G Left to the hands of the coroner, C#m E Be a true heart not a follower, A A G# We're not done yet, Pre-Chorus C#m E And I see it in your movements tonight, A A G If we should ever do this right, C#m E I'm never gonna let you down, A A G Oh I'll never let you down, C#m E Now keep it on the down low, A A G And I'll keep you around so I'll know, C#m E That I'll never let you down, A A G I'll never let you down. Chorus C#m E A You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way, A G C#m E A I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, now C#m E A You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way, A G C#m E A I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, Verse 2 C#m E My eyes are a river filler, A A G This drink is a liver k*ller, C#m E A A G My chest is a pillow for your weary head to lay to rest again, C#m E Your body is my ballpoint pen A A G And your mind is my new best friend, C#m E A A G Your eyes are the mirror to take me to the edge again, Pre-Chorus C#m E Now I see it in your movements tonight, A A G If we should ever do this right, C#m E I'm never gonna let you down, A A G Oh I'll never let you down, C#m E We'll keep it on the down low A A G And I'll keep you around so I'll know, C#m E That I'll never let you down, A A G I'll never let you down, Chorus C#m E A You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way, A G C#m E A I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, now C#m E A You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way, A G C#m E A I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, Bridge C#m E A A G# C#m E A A G Hold my heart to stop me bleeding now, now, now, and I'll never let you down x4 Chorus C#m E A You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way, A G C#m E A I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down, now C#m E A You're strumming on my heart strings like you were a grade 8 but I never felt this way, A G C#m E A I'll pick your feet up off of the ground and never ever let you down,