There's an evening dress in t[E]he closet, with a red wine stain on [A]the sleeve.
[E]You're pillows still on the bed where we used t[A]o sleep.
And in the dresser dr[E]awer there's a couple more things that smell like h[A]er perfume.
But other than [C#m]that, there ain'[B]t much left of lovin' [A]you.
And[C#m] all I got is a big b[A]roken heart and m[E]emories I can't dr[B]ank away.
Jus[C#m]t because the man I w[A]as wasn't enough [E]to make you stay.[B]
The heaven we[C#m] had, the hell that I'm goin[A]g through, other tha[C#m]n that, there
ain't much left of [A]loving you.
The [E]flowers that you planted, on[A] either side of the steps out fr[E]ont, before
they bloom I think I might[A] dig 'em up.
That old p[E]orch swing, those songs you sang and[A] the cold and bitter truth.
But other than [C#m]that, there ain'[B]t much left of[A] lovin' you.
And[C#m] all I got is a big b[A]roken heart and m[E]emories I can't dr[B]ank away.
Jus[C#m]t because the man I w[A]as wasn't enough [E]to make you stay.[B]
The heaven w[C#m]e had, the hell that I'm goin[A]g through, other tha[C#m]n that, there
ain't much left of[A] loving you.
The heaven w[C#m]e had, the hell that I'm goin[A]g through, other tha[C#m]n that, there
ain't much[A] left...
The heaven w[C#m]e had, the hell that I'm goin[A]g through, other tha[C#m]n that, there
ain't much left of [A]loving you.
[E]You're pillows still on the bed where we used t[A]o sleep.
And in the dresser dr[E]awer there's a couple more things that smell like h[A]er perfume.
But other than [C#m]that, there ain'[B]t much left of lovin' [A]you.
And[C#m] all I got is a big b[A]roken heart and m[E]emories I can't dr[B]ank away.
Jus[C#m]t because the man I w[A]as wasn't enough [E]to make you stay.[B]
The heaven we[C#m] had, the hell that I'm goin[A]g through, other tha[C#m]n that, there
ain't much left of [A]loving you.
The [E]flowers that you planted, on[A] either side of the steps out fr[E]ont, before
they bloom I think I might[A] dig 'em up.
That old p[E]orch swing, those songs you sang and[A] the cold and bitter truth.
But other than [C#m]that, there ain'[B]t much left of[A] lovin' you.
And[C#m] all I got is a big b[A]roken heart and m[E]emories I can't dr[B]ank away.
Jus[C#m]t because the man I w[A]as wasn't enough [E]to make you stay.[B]
The heaven w[C#m]e had, the hell that I'm goin[A]g through, other tha[C#m]n that, there
ain't much left of[A] loving you.
The heaven w[C#m]e had, the hell that I'm goin[A]g through, other tha[C#m]n that, there
ain't much[A] left...
The heaven w[C#m]e had, the hell that I'm goin[A]g through, other tha[C#m]n that, there
ain't much left of [A]loving you.
