Am C You don't love me like you used toAm G Just a spirit haunting my bedroomAm C House I built for you feels like a tombAm G You don't love me like you used toG You waited at the bus stop, flowers in hand A yellow tulip for each hour we'd spentAm G Apart, but now my broken heart and empty hands that always wanted just to hold you close Are buried in the pockets of my coatAm Along with all the notes I'd wroteG If I'd thought you'd read themAm C You don't love me like you used toAm G You don't hear me when I'm talking to youAm C Just an old book you just breeze on throughAm G You don't love me like you used toG I come home and the table's set just right And what you serve don't fill my appetiteAm G I know for sure your kitchen's closing early every night And day I wish that you would go away And find another soul to suffocateAm G And I love you so, but you should know I can't go on this wayG I can't go on this way I can't go on this way I can't go on this wayAm C You don't love me like you used toAm G Just a spirit haunting my bedroomAm C House I built for you feels like a tombAm G You don't love me like you used toAm C You don't love me like you used toAm G You don't hear me when I'm talking to youAm C Just an old book you just breeze on throughAm G You don't love me like you used toG You don't love me You don't love meAm C You don't love me like you used to
You Dont Love Me Like You Used To
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