These words

	  		
F 
Threw some chords together 
              Dm     C    F 
The combination D    E    F 
Bb                   
It's who I am, it's what I do 
F                C 
No one's gonna lay it down for you 
F 
Try to focus my attention 
            Dm      C   F 
But I feel so  A    D   E 
Bb 
I need some help, some inspiration 
F              C 
(But it's not coming easily) 
 
Whoah oh... 
 
Gm                    
Trying to find the magic 
Dm 
Trying to write a classic 
Gm                           Dm 
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know? 
Gm 
Waste-bin full of paper 
Dm            C 
Clever rhymes, see you later 
 
Chorus: 
F                  Dm 
These words are my own 
                 Bb 
From my heart flown 
F                        C 
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you 
F                 Dm 
There's no other way 
           Bb 
To better say 
F           C 
I love you, I love you... 
 
 
F 
Read some Byron, Shelly and Keats 
                  Dm   C     F 
Resited in over a Hip  Hop  beat 
Bb 
I'm having trouble saying what I mean 
F                C                    
With dead poets and drum machines 
F                     
I know I had some studio time booked 
                    Dm      C     F 
But I couldn't find a kil - ler   hook 
Bb 
Now you're gonna raise the bar right up 
F                      C 
Nothing I write is ever good enough 
 
Chorus: 
F                    Dm 
These words are my own 
                 Bb 
From my heart flown 
F                        C 
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you 
F                 Dm   
There's no other way   
           Bb 
To better say 
F           C 
I love you, I love you... 
 
F                    Dm 
These words are my own 
                 Bb 
From my heart flown 
F                       C 
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you 
F                 Dm 
There's no other way 
           Bb 
To better say 
F            C 
I love you, I love you... 
 
Dm 
I'm getting off my stage 
The curtains pull away 
No hyper bowl to hide behind 
My naked soul exposes 
 
Whoah.. oh.. oh.. oh.. Whoah.. oh.. 
 
Gm                    
Trying to find the magic 
Dm 
Trying to write a classic 
Gm                           Dm 
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know? 
Gm 
Waste-bin full of paper 
Dm            C 
Clever rhymes, see you later 
 
Chorus: 
F                    Dm 
These words are my own 
                  
Bb 
From my heart flown 
F                       C 
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you 
F                 Dm 
There's no other way 
           Bb 
To better say 
F             C 
I love you, I love you, is that okay...? 
 
 
Tabbed by Sandra. Requests, questions and/or  
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Natasha Bedingfield - These Words 
From: Unwritten (2004) 
www.natashabedingfield.com