Ben Rector - When she comes around

^GAm I the not^Ciced, and you^G've found trut^Dh ^GAnd with bot^Ch fists, I'm ^Dneeding yo^Gu ^GI've got dou^Cbts, and they^G talk so loud^{D G}In silence i^Cs where you^D're found^G

When ^Cshe comes ar^Gound, I'll be ^Dready When ^Cshe comes ar^Gound, I'll be ^Dstrong Since^C she's been ^Garound, let me^D be forgetting The ^Emreasons s^Dhe's been ^Cgone ^{G C Em D}

^GAnd my mem^Cory, it^G works in spit^De ^GIt's been ^Cremembering more ^Dwrong than ^Gright ^GMy heart b^Ceats li^Gke an anchor f^Dilled ^GFilled wit^Ch the memories ^Dthat bind my ^Gwill

When ^Cshe comes ar^Gound, I'll be ^Dready When ^Cshe comes ar^Gound, I'll be ^Dstrong Since^C she's been ^Garound, let me^D be forgetting The ^Emreasons s^Dhe's been ^Cgone ^{G C Em D}

'Cause now she's h^Gome ^{C G D} G C D G