John Hiatt - Terms of my surrender

^AWhen the moon is rising and the night is ^A7still ^DSome of my delusions have the power to ^D7kill ^AScared I'll get what I^F#m deserve ^BmOr maybe ^E7scared I w^Aon't ^{E7 A}

^AI'm sitting in my garage staring at^A7 my motorcycle ^DMy heart is so heavy, l^D7ike a stack of Bibles ^ASwear I ne^F#med you too much ^BmBaby, I s^E7wear I d^Aon't ^{A7 E7}

^D'Cause sometimes love can be so wrong ^D7Like a fat man in a thong ^AIt was shamele^E7ssly awa^Ake

^DI hold a seashell to my ear ^D7And winds of echoed dreams I hear ^E7Reverberations of yesterday

^AI can be rough ^A7Sometimes I can be tender ^DBut I can't negotiate ^D7The terms of my surrender ^AI love you too ^F#mmuch, babe ^BmGo on and have y^E7our way with ^Ame ^A7

^DWell, emperors and reigning kings ^D7Have showered you with golden rings ^ANow I stand with my ^E7hat in my h^Aand ^DI know that I can't compete ^D7With ruthless men and satin sheets ^E7But I'm ready to meet your demands

^AWords of glory, and a^A7shes and dust ^DAt the end of the story t^D7here's just us A F3m I love you too much, baby Bm E7 A D, E7, A To ever say goodbye