Am C B7 Am I was busy picking up the pieces of my broken heart C B7 I stand accused and maybe, on reflection, Am got a little cruel C B7 I was too brash for you, I moved too fast, Am perhaps a little rude C B7 I know I was a jerk and impolite, I was loud Chorus: C#maj7 D No one can say C#maj7 D That I didn't need you C#maj7 D That I didn't want you C#maj7 D That I didn't love you C#maj7 D No one can say C#maj7 D That I didn't need you C#maj7 D That I didn't want you C#maj7 D That I didn't love you Which one of my two wolves will I give my attention to tonight? Which one will I decide to feed? Which one will I decide to fight? I was impulsive, I confess, talked a lot behind your back I was judgmental, played too cool, I was not so nice Chorus F# G F# G We were young and we loved attention F# G F# G We were drunk and we loved attention F# G F# G We were sad and we loved attention F# G F# G We were scared and we loved attention Am C B7 Our kind of god is a crazy kind of god Am C B7 Our kind of god, he's a crazy kind of god Chorus That I didn't love you No one can say That I didn't love you No one can say No one can say No one can say No one can say No one can say No one can Our kind of god is a crazy kind of god | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsAm B7 C C#maj7 D F# G |