Capo 3
D A
I stood in the street in the pouring rain
Bm G
Didn't give a damn about anything
D A
I said take me,
Bm G
Oh Lord, just take me
D
I went back in the house
A
Picked up this guitar
Bm
And somehow my fingers found
G
Their way to my heart
D A
And it save me
Bm G
Oh Lord, it saved me
G A
I'm not proud of my mistakes
G A
But thanks to you I've got so much to say
D A
Cause the best songs come from broken hearts
Bm G
From busted dreams and beat up guitars
D
From times like these
A
When I'm down on my knees
Bm
It's true
D
Ya gotta dig deep within
A
The well of your soul
Bm
To find the will to sing the words
G
That only you know
D
About going through hell and
A Bm G
Living to tell the truth
G A Bm A
But the best songs come from broken hearts
D A Bm G
D
I fell for a dream
A
It was not what it seemed
Bm
By the time I woke up
G
I had lost everything
D A
Thought I'd die without you
Bm G
But I came to life without you
D A
Yeah cause God has a way of working things out
Bm G
If not for the music where would I be now
D A
I'm gonna write about you
Bm G
You bet I'm gonna write about you
G A
Cause despite the obvious mistake
G A
Thanks to you, now I've got so much to say
D A
Cause the best songs come from broken hearts
Bm G
From busted dreams and beat up guitars
D
From times like these
A
When I'm down on my knees
Bm
It's true
D
Ya gotta dig deep within
A
The well of your soul
Bm
To find the will to sing the words
G
That only you know
D
About going through hell and
A Bm G
Living to tell the truth
G A Bm A
But the best songs come from broken hearts
D A Bm G
D A Bm G
D
Yeah ya gotta dig deep within
A
The well of your soul
Bm
To find the will to sing the words
G
That only you know
D
About going through hell and
A Bm G
Living to tell the truth
E
But I'm willing to tell the truth
G A
Cause the best songs come from
G A
Ooh the best songs come from
G A Bm A D A Bm G
Yeah the best songs come from broken hearts
