F#m
F#m
If I threw my broken body
D
Let it shatter on the rocks
F#m
Would you pick up all my imperfections
D
Keep them hidden in your jewelry box
A
Would you help this old man singing
E
Would you save this little boy
F#m
Would you treat me like a baby
D
And let treat you like his toy
A E
Is this it Honey is this it
F#m
This is it
F#m
Would you break me like a prism
D
Would you see my different sides
F#m
Would you separate the bright ones
D
Hang them on your laundry line
A
Would you help this tired Abraham
E
It's not just Isaac that is crying
F#m
For he who is busy loving
D
Is both living and is also dying
A E
Is this it Honey is this really it
F#m
This is it
F#m
Would you know me like a doctor
D
Would you sing me like a hymn
F#m
Would you touch me like a bridesmaid
D
In some husband's dirty little dream
A
When these defeated lips have failed me
E
Would you save my hungry eyes
F#m
Would you milk your breasts for honey
D
Would you feed me all your pretty lies
A E
Is this it Honey is this really it
F#m
It's all that we've been praying for
D
Honey is this it
A
It's all that we've been waiting for
E
It's all that we've been praying for
F#m D
Is this it Honey is this really it
A E
Is this it Honey is this really it
This is it