Would you count with me the hours in the wasted days
The empty rooms where we filled up so little space
I'm out of shape
When it comes to love
Would you sing to me the words which we couldn't say
Use your melodies to run my little fears away
I'm out of shape
When it comes to [C7]love
So baby go slow
I don't need you
I want this I want to
I don't need you
I want this I want to
I don't need you
I want this I want to
I don't need you
I want this I want to
Would you [A7sit with me in darkness for [Dm7]a little while
Use the corners of my [A]mouth to [C7]form a little smile
I'm exhausted and [Bm]accosted but I need you [A7now
Would you [A7tell me that you [A7loved me in a thousand [Bm]ways
Still lost by your desire to [C7]kiss my [A]ugly face
I'm out of shape
When it comes to [C7]love
So baby go slow
I don't need you
I want this I want to
I don't need you
I want this I want to
I don't need you
I want this I want to
I don't need you
I want this I want to
I don't need you
I want this I want to
I don't need you
I want this I want to
I don't need you
I want this I want to
I don't need you
I want this I want to