Bob Luman - Empty walls a lonely room

... ^B7yeah I ^Esmoke too much I ^Awalk the floor ^ECried so much I can't ^Bcry no more N^Bothing's left but this ^B7broken heart of ^Amine Empty walls, a ^B7lonely room and a flashing neon ^Esign

As I ^Elay here and I think "what a ^Afeeling, To ^Bknow that we are a^Epart" ^B7 I see a ^Epicture in the stains on the c^Aeiling In the ^F#mform of a b^Broken hea^Ert

... ^B7yeah I ^Esmoke too much I ^Awalk the floor ^ECried so much I can't ^Bcry no more N^Bothing's left but this ^B7broken heart of ^Amine Empty walls, a lon^B7ely room and a flashing neon s^Eign

As I ^Elisten to the sounds of the ^Acity and the ^Bsmoke rings rise in the ^Eair ^B7 I get to ^Ethinking that it's oh, such a ^Apity to k^F#mnow that y^Bou no longer c^Eare

... ^B7yeah I ^Esmoke too much I ^Awalk the floor ^ECried so much I can't ^Bcry no more N^Bothing's left but this ^B7broken heart of ^Amine ^AEmpty walls, a l^B7onely room and a flashing neon ^Esign

^AEmpty walls, a l^B7onely room and a flashing neon ^Esign ^{A B E}