WAKE ME UP

I should ink my skin,

with your name.

And (A)take my pass port out a gain

and just re place

it.

See, I could (A)do with out a tan on my left hand, where my fourth fin ger meets my knuck le.

And I should (A)run you a hot bath

and fill it up with bub bles.

’Cause may be you’re love a ble

and (E)may be you’re my snow flake.

And your (A)eyes turn from green to grey in the win ter, I’ll hold you in a cold place.

And you should nev er cut your hair, ’cause I (E)love the way you flick it off your shoul der,

hmm.

And (D)you will nev er know

just how (E)beau ti ful you are to me.

But may be I’m just in love when you wake

me up.

And would you ev er feel guil ty if you did the same to me?

Could you make me a cup of tea, to o pen my eyes in the right way?

And I know you love “Shrek,” ’cause we’ve watched it twelve times.

But may be you’re hop ing for a (E)fai ry tale, too.

And if your (A)D.

V.

D.

breaks to day, you should have got a V.

C.

R.

Be cause I’ve nev er owned a Blu Ray, true say, And now I’ve (A)al ways been shit at com pu ter games, and your broth er al ways beats me.

And if I (D)lost, I’d go a cross and chuck all the con (E)trol lers at the T V and then you’d laugh at me, and be ask ing me if I’m gon na be home next week.

And then you’d lie with me till I fall a sleep, and flut ter eye (E)lash on my cheek be tween the sheets.

And I think you hate the smell of smoke, you al ways try get me to stop.

You drink as much as me, and I get drunk a lot.

So, I take you to the beach

and walk a long the sand.

And I’ll make you a heart pen dant with a peb ble held in my hand.

And I’ll carve it like a neck lace, so the heart falls where your chest is.

And now a piece of me is a piece of the beach and it falls just where it needs to be and rests, peace ful ly, so you just need to breathe to feel my heart a gainst yours now,

a gainst yours now.

’Cause (D)may be I’m just in love when you wake

me up.