Damien Rice - Delicate

^GWe might ^Dkiss ^Gwhen we are ^Dalone ^GWhen nobody's ^Dwatching ^AWe might take it home ^GWe might make o^Dut ^Gwhen nobody's ^Dthere ^GIt's not that we're ^Dscared ^AIt's just that it's delicate

So why do you ^Gfill my sorrow With the ^Dwords you've borrowed From the ^Gonly place you've ^Dknown And why do you ^Gsing Hallelujah If it ^Dmeans nothing to you Why do you ^Gsing with me at ^Aall?

^GWe might ^Dlive ^Glike never ^Dbefore ^GWhen there's nothing to ^Dgive Well how can we ^Aask for more ^GWe might make ^Dlove ^Gin some sacred ^Dplace ^GThe look on your ^Dface is ^Adelicate

So why do you ^Gfill my sorrow With the ^Dwords you've borrowed From the ^Gonly place you've ^Dknown And why do you ^Gsing Hallelujah If it ^Dmeans nothing to you Why do you ^Gsing with me at ^Aall?

So why do you ^Gfill my sorrow With the ^Dwords you've borrowed From the ^Gonly place you've ^Dknown And why do you ^Gsing Hallelujah If it ^Dmeans nothing to you Why do you ^Gsing with me at ^Aall?