You were a Gbrand-new Dblue jean, Dpicket on the G7front lawn
A Creason just to Cmget off the Gfloor G7
From a Cfriend to a Dstranger, a sB7imple reEmarranger
A7Should I even open that D7door?
 
It was a GSunday Dmorning, Ghanging by a G7shoelace
CFelt like you were Cmstartin' a Gwar G7
Now you're Cchangin' and Dmovin', I'll B7take my ass to EmHouston
'Cause A7I don't think you D7love me anyGmore
 
I was a Gheadache Dsome days, but Gsurely no one's G7perfect
See, Clovin' me's like Cmdoin' a Gchore G7
Instead of Cblaming and Dbruising, and B7watching what I'm Emlosing
A7I don't think I D7love you anyGmore
 
And if B7this is my goodbye It's been the Emlongest of my life
I see my A7shoes have been filled
And still, all I can hope is that he's D7treating you nice
 
I see the Gnew man you're Dholding, the Gbar is finally G7closing
I Cdon't know what I'm Cmbugging you Gfor G7
Between the Csilence and the Dmileage, the B7feelings you were Emhiding
A7I don't think you D7love me anyGmore
And A7I don't think I D7love you anyGmore
But A7I don't think I'll D7ever be so Gsure