U2

^Hmi So you never knew ^A love until you crossed the line of ^Hmi grace
^Hmi And you never felt wanted ^A till you had someone slap your face ^Hmi
Hmi So you never felt ^A alive until you almost wasted ^Hmi away

^Hmi You had to win, you couldn’t just pass
^A The smartest ass at the ^Emi top of the class
^Hmi Your flying colours, your family tree
^A And all your lessons in history

^Hmi Please
Please
Please
^A get up off your knees
Please, please, please, leave me out of this


And you never knew how low you’d stoop to make that call
And you never knew what was on the ground
Till they made you crawl
So you never knew that that the heaven you keep you stole
Your Catholic blues, your convent shoes
Your stick-on tattoos, now they’re making news
Your holy war, your northern star
Your sermon on the mount from the boot of your car
Please, please, please get up off your knees
Please, please, please leave me out of this please

So ^Hmi love is hard, and ^A love is ^Hmi tough
But ^Hmi love is ^A not what you’re ^Emi thinking ^Hmi of

^Hmi September, streets capsizing, ^A
A Spilling over down the ^Hmi drain
^Hmi Shards of glass splinters ^A like rain
^A But you could only feel ^Hmi your pain
^Hmi October, talking getting ^A nowhere
^A November, December, remember
^Hmi Are we just starting again?

Please, please, please get up off of your knees
Please, please, please, please

So love is bigger than us
But love is not what you’re thinking of
It’s what lovers deal, it’s what lovers steal
You know I’ve found it hard to receive
Cause you, my love, I could never believe