| E | A | E | A | |
| It's the | truth, or | so they | say |
| D | A | |
| Who holds her hand, holds her | heart |
| E | A | E | A | |
| She's old e | nough to | play fast and | loose |
| D | E | |
| In a schoolgirl kind of | way |
| D | A | D | A | |
| But this | teenage | heart's driving | me in | sane |
| D | E | |
| The moment that we touch will ease my | pain |
| D | |
| Who | holds her hand, holds her heart |
| A | E | |
| So they | say |
| E | A | E | A | |
| Finding | words, | finding the | nerve |
| D | A | |
| But | never finding her a | lone |
| E | A | E | A | |
| My | heart's like | sand she | holds in her | hands |
| D | E | |
| One | look, one smile, and I'd be | there |
| D | A | D | A | |
| But this | teenage | heart's driving | me in | sane |
| D | E | |
| The moment that we touch will ease my | pain |
| D | |
| Who | holds her hand, holds her heart |
| A | E | |
| So they | say |
| E | A | E | A | |
| Say what she | said, | is she going | out? |
| D | A | |
| Or is it me she'll see to | night? |
| E | A | E | A | |
| Tell me the | truth, | I'm man e | nough |
| D | E | |
| Well, in a schoolboy kind of | way |
| D | A | D | A | |
| But this | teenage | heart's driving | me in | sane |
| D | E | |
| The moment that we touch will ease my | pain |
| D | |
| Who | holds her hand, holds her heart |
| A | E | |
| So they | say |