Daniel Bedingfield - Way with words

I have a ^Dbmway with words The ^Epower of ^Bcreation's in my ^F#mtongue. I have a ^Dbmway with words And ^Ethis is w^Bhere your heart was ^Ewon. I have a ^F#mway with words And I b^Dbmelieve me w^Bhen I ^G#say, The w^Aords I say to you When I ^G#said them they were ^Dbmtrue.

I have a ^Dbmway with words Of c^Eallous, brash, and ^Bharsh, and in-^F#mbetween. I have a ^Dbmway with words Those ^Eselfsame lip^Bs that held you in your ^Edream. I have a ^F#mway with words To ^Dbmbuild and to de^Bstroy is my life's^G# call. If I ^Ahad my way with you, I wouldn't ^G#use my words at ^Dbmall.

Don't ^Dbmbelieve me, Don't ^Abelieve me, I mean it ^F#mnow, I don't know h^Aow my heart dece^Dbmives me. Don't believe ^Dbmme, Don't believe ^Ame, Trust ^Bme, you ^Amust not be^Dbmlieve me. Trust ^Bme, you ^Amust not be^Dbmlieve me. Trust ^Bme, you ^Amust not be^Dbmlieve me.