What’s Wrong with Me

Copyright © 2006, Aaron Traffas (BMI)  

G	D	Am	C  

G		 D
I'm pretty good at finding things wrong.
Am			   C
There's always something. Nobody's perfect.
G	     D
In solitude, comfort plays long.
Am			 C		  D
It's brought back again by the slightest defect.
G    D		       C		  D
There's nothing about you that I can find to push you away.
G	D		C		D
I'm scared to death I might decide to let you stay.
Am		   C
It's crazy how I'm trying like hell to set you free.
Am			    D
There's something wrong with you
                                          G
     because I know all that's wrong with me  

I'm pretty bad at finding things right
It's never easy; the things that I do
In company comes a nervous night
Always refrained, but not with you  

Am		    D
I self-deprecate to cope with who I am
Am				C	  D
I never guessed that I could placate that within