Chorus: E Gbm Abm -Well, Lord, I need You to wrap Your arms around me- A B Wrap Your arms around with Your mercy E Gbm Abm -Lord, I need You to wrap Your arms around me- A B I give up on doin' things my way Dbm B E A B -And tell me everything's gonna be alright-, Dbm B Em A -oh- Verse 1: E Gbm Abm When you said give me a ring, you really meant a ring, huh? Dbm Ebm Turned out to be more than just a fling, huh? E Gbm Abm Three hours to get back from Palm Springs, huh? Dbm Ebm Who you know spend an hour in Walgreens, huh? E Gbm Abm You know you'll always be my favorite prom queen Dbm Ebm Even when we in dad shoes or mom jeans E Gbm Abm Too many complaints made it hard for me to think Dbm Ebm Would you shut up? I can't hear myself drink E Gbm Abm We used to do the freak like seven days a week Dbm Ebm It's the best collab since Taco Bell and KFC, uh E Gbm Abm Talk to me nicely, don't come at me loud Dbm Ebm You had a Benz at sixteen, I could barely afford a Audi E Gbm Abm How you gon' try to say sometimes it's not about me? Dbm Ebm Man, I don't know what I would do without me E Gbm Abm Billionaire sport, step up to the court Dbm Ebm They rented a room, we bought the resort E Gbm Abm God got me, baby, God got the children Dbm Ebm The devil run the playground, but God own the buildin' E Gbm Abm Time and silence a luxury Dbm Ebm Cussin' at your baby mama, guess that's why they call it custody E Gbm Abm God got us, baby, God got the children Dbm Ebm The devil run the playground, but God own the buildin' E Gbm Abm Time and space is a luxury Dbm Ebm But you came here to show that you still in love with me Pre-Chorus: E Gbm Abm E Startin' to feel like you ain't been happy for me lately, darlin' E Gbm Abm E 'Member when you used to come around and serenade me, woah Dbm B E A B But I guess it's gone different in a different direction lately Dbm B E A Tryna do the right thing with the freedom that you gave me Bridge: E Gbm Abm A B -Wheezy outta here- Your gun off safety E Gbm Abm A Speak first, don't break me Dbm B E A B Harsh words, you're angry Dbm B E A Lord, don't take me, oh, oh Chorus: E Gbm Abm -Well, Lord, I need You to wrap Your arms around me- A B Wrap Your arms around with Your mercy E Gbm Abm -Lord, I need You to wrap Your arms around me- A B I give up on doin' things my way Dbm B E A B -And tell me everything's gonna be alright-, Dbm B E A -oh- -Wheezy outta here-
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