Bm G She turns she burns she feels concealed F# by someone that she doesn't know She hopes someday he'll find his way into these tears that she weeps She knows she gave she feels enslaved by what she gave to easily She hopes in time she waits in line for all these things that make her real Chorus: Bm A G D I feel that she woke up feel she's had enough F# Fell it's time she opened up her eyes Bm A G D I feel that she woke up feel shes had enough F# Bm A G D Feel it's time she opened up her eyes She holds the cold she feels so fooled by all this pain she has revealed She hopes she cries she holds inside all these things that make her real Chorus She screamed put your hands on me Put your hands on me put your hands on I need to feel your touch Put your hands on me Put your hands on me put your hands on I need to feel your touch Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D F# G Bm |