C   Am   Em   Am

C
I wasn't born this way
Am
I been living a lie they say
Em                                                      Am
Somebody brought me to my knees well, I had everything
F
               C
So tell me would you please, how could I possibly have needed, so much more

Am      Em     Am

C
The thing I was craving
Am
Was some kind of lady
Em
So I might find a friend
Am                             F
                                    C             Am
and all the aching in my muscles as they hurt oh won't you put my hands to work to ease
my mind

            G
And you realise in a moment's grace
                    C                                    F
you've been unravelling the fabric of your coat
            G
And you pick a line down the wall and trace
         Am
till the end
                    F                                                             C
and when you walk back sorry with a fallen body like you should
     Em                   Am
no, I am not gonna die this way

C   Am   Em   Am

C
Maybe it was was the mould you see
Am
that was knocking the wall in me
Em
that I forgot just what it was that
Am                                      F
I had needed to be for all the time I'd given
                                                 C          Am
maybe I forgot what living was now for

           G
and you realise in a moment's grace
                     C                                     F
you might just already be onto something good
             G
and you pick a line on a call and trace
                  Am
because you can
                 F
and when it comes back heavy
            F                                    C
you'll be more than ready like you should
         Em                   Am
Cause I am not gonna die this way

Am   C    Am    C    Am

C
Through a crack in the road it sprung
Am
a seedling warm and young
Em
stretching out for the sun
Am
it's almost in I'm giddy
F
For this time I might be winning
       F                                                   C
as the moving lights that time of year lay still
                F                                        G
              Am
and as my body changes pace I seem to know again that I'm not gonna die this way
         F                                                        C
oh, I'll hold my misses in a bed of kisses like I should
          Em                 Am
Cause I am not gonna die this way