| G | E7/G# | Am | D+5 |
| G | E7/G# | Am* D+5* | |
[Verse 1]
G D+5 G
You were a brand new, blue jean, picket on the
G7
front lawn
C A7/C# G/D G
a reason just to get off the floor.
C A7/C# G/D* B7/D#*
From a friend to a stranger, a simple rear-
Em
ranger
A7 A7 D D+5*
should I even open that door?
[Verse 2]
G D+5 G G7
It was a Sunday morning, hanging by a shoelace
C C#dim7 G/D G
felt like you were starting a war.
C A7/C# G/D*
Now, you're changing and moving, I'll take my ass
B7/D#* Em
to Houston
A7 D7 G*
cause I don't think you love me anymore.
| G | D+5 | G | G7 |
| C | A7/D# | G/D | G |
| C | A7/D# | G/D B7/D#| Em |
| A7 | D7 | G* |
|
[Verse 3]
G D+5 G
I was a headache somedays but surely no one's
G7
perfect
C A7/C# G*
see, loving me is like doing a chore.
C A7/C# G/D* B7/D#*
But you told me and hold me, forget the matri-
Em
mony
A7 D7 G G* F#m*
I don't think I love you anymore.
[Bridge] (FOUR counts or count *)
B7 B7
And, if this is my goodbye
Em** B7** Em
it's been the longest of my life.
A7 A7
I see my shoes have been filled, and still
D D+5
all I can hope is that he's treating you nice.
*
[Verse 4]
G D+5 G
I see the new man you're holding, the bar is
G7
finally closing
C A7/C# G/D G
I don't know what I'm buggin' ya for.
C A7/C# G/D*
Between the silence and the mileage, the feelings
B7/D#* Em
you were hiding
A7 D7 G* F#* F* E7
I don't think you love me anymore.
[Outro]
A7 D7 G* F#* F* E7*
And I don't think I love you anymore.
A7* Cm*
| G | E7/G# | Am* D+5* | G*
