Brantley Gilbert - Picture on the dashboard

^Cadd9You ain't nothin' like you're memory, A^Gtleast it hang's around ^Cadd9And that old photograph you gave ^Dme W^Em7ell i can't bare to lay it down ^Cadd9And when this bottles empty, gir^Gl im gonna paint this town ^Cadd9Yeah, after all we're said and do^Gne.

^Em7Well, I don't have one good reason, ^Dyou should turn and come back home Or the ri^Gght to blame you, ^Cadd9girl i don't have much at a^Dll

I still got your^Cadd9 picture ^Gtaped to the dashboard On the m^Cadd9antle r^Gight by the front door You said if you lea^Em7ve you^D'd never come back Well baby i don't bel^Cadd9ieve but thats where im at Its all of the wron^Cadd9g times ^Gall of the right things In my right m^Cadd9ind to say^G things i dont mean But baby that^Em7s me^D and its way t^Cadd9o late I still got your^Cadd9 picture^G on t^Cadd9he dashbo^Gard

^GAnd I ain't like I used to ^Dbe ^Em7Tough as hell and hard to ^Cadd9please ^GBut you came a^Dlong and this ole boy^Em7 hit his^Cadd9 knee

^GAnd the day was too much w^Dithout you ^Em7Yeah my life revolved ^Cadd9around you ^GAnd you dropped a sto^Dne down on my hea^Em7rt ^Cadd9

^Em7And now I can't move on ^DCause we danced to all our songs ^Cadd9Up to midnight all ^Dalone

When I'm driving^Em7 down this old backroad way to fast ^DI'll never know Girl, I ca^Em7n't look down cause I'll see your eyes r^Cadd9ight next to 65^D