Tom: E
E A
There's an evening dress in the closet, with a red wine stain on the sleeve.
E A
You're pillows still on the bed where we used to sleep.
E A
And in the dresser drawer there's a couple more things that smell like her perfume.
C#m B A
But other than that, there ain't much left of lovin' you.
C#m A E B
And all I got is a big broken heart and memories I can't drank away.
C#m A E B
Just because the man I was wasn't enough to make you stay.
C#m A C#m
The heaven we had, the hell that I'm going through, other than that, there
A
ain't much left of loving you.
E A E
The flowers that you planted, on either side of the steps out front, before
A
they bloom I think I might dig 'em up.
E A
That old porch swing, those songs you sang and the cold and bitter truth.
C#m B A
But other than that, there ain't much left of lovin' you.
C#m A E B
And all I got is a big broken heart and memories I can't drank away.
C#m A E B
Just because the man I was wasn't enough to make you stay.
C#m A C#m
The heaven we had, the hell that I'm going through, other than that, there
A
ain't much left of loving you.
C#m A C#m
The heaven we had, the hell that I'm going through, other than that, there
A
ain't much left...
C#m A C#m
The heaven we had, the hell that I'm going through, other than that, there
A
ain't much left of loving you.
