D C G Taking my truck, guitar, the VCR and what's left of meD C G Ain't no better off, just used and simply confused by your complexityD C G Cause you took my heart and my soul and my self-esteemD Bb All that remains to be seen yeah is. chorusF C D Bb What's left of me, it's a mysteryF C G You were so devastatingly beautiful while I was brilliantly naïveF C D Bb What's left of me, what's left of meF C G I'm what happens to a puppet when somebody cuts the strings What's left of me I should've known I couldn't survive on my knees at that pace You left a catalog of blue hang-dog expressions on my face Like a wrecking ball, breaking hearts slicker than Vaseline All in all I'm lucky to keep uh-huh chorusD What's left of meD C G Someday I might just get back in lineD C That's if my nerve returns, considering I findF C D Bb What's left of me It's a mysteryF C G You were so devastatingly beautiful while I was brilliantly naïve no chords intro x2D C G I'm taking my truck, guitar, the VCR and what's left of me
Whats Left Of Me
Rodney Atkins
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