Chris Daughtry - Gone

Feeling^Dm like this^C could only mea^Bbn C-Bb I'm sinking. Feeli^Dmng like thi^Cs could only me^Bban I'm sin^Cking. Well, I'm sink^Bbing.

^DmEvery time I see your clothes s^Bbcattered out on the floor, I say I thou^Cght you would be home. You said you never^Bb would be gone. ^DmEvery time I see the light^Bb not burning on the porch, I say I tho^Cught you would be home. You said you never w^Bbould be gone, Dm-C-Bb-C But you are. Dm-C-Bb You are.

F^Dmeeling overwhel^Cmed, I take a div^Bbe To a on^Cce overfilled but now empty place to hi^Bbde. The d^Dmay you turned on me i^Cs the day I die^Bbd, And I've forg^Cotten what it's like, And how it feels to^Bb be alive.

^DmEvery time I see your clothes s^Bbcattered out on the floor, I say I thou^Cght you would be home. You said you never^Bb would be gone. ^DmEvery time I see the light^Bb not burning on the porch, I say I tho^Cught you would be home. You said you never w^Bbould be gone, Dm-C-Bb-C But you are. Dm-C-Bb You are.

^{mr_rain rocks!...some adlib here}Dm-C-Bb-C-Bb ^DmReach up to the sk^Bby. When nothing seems to go righ^Ct, When nothing seems to go right for m^Bbe.

^DmEvery time I see your clothes s^Bbcattered out on the floor, I say I thou^Cght you would be home. You said you never^Bb would be gone. ^DmEvery time I see the light^Bb not burning on the porch, I say I tho^Cught you would be home. You said you never w^Bbould be gone, Dm-C-Bb-C But you are. Dm-C-Bb You are.