Im Ready

I'm on the verge, I'm on the verge Bb Gm F Unraveling with every word Bb Gm F With every word you say, make me believe Bb Gm F That I won't feel your tires on the street Bb Gm F As I'm finding the words... Bb Gm F you're getting away Bb Gm F I come undone, oh yes, I do Bb Gm F Just think of all the thoughts wasted on you Bb Gm F And every word you say, say something sweet Bb Gm F Cause all I taste is blood between my teeth Bb Gm F As I'm finding the words... Bb Gm F you're getting away Bb Gm F