Jose Villanueva III - Was it you

^GmWas it you that's slippin' out the back door when you ^Ebthought I wasn’t home? Could you leave me in good ^Bbconscience and ^Fwander all al^Dmone? Oh o^Ebh oh oh Wo oh oh Wo oh oh ^Bboh

Wide ^Gmawake and searching in the shadows and the^Eb places where we’ve been. The walls aren’t giving^Bb any answers and^F the silence ne^Dmver ends. Oh ^Eboh oh oh Wo oh oh Wo oh oh ^Bboh Wo oh oh ^Eboh Wo oh oh Wo oh oh ^Bboh ^F

So ^Ebleave me with dreams^Gm that haunt ^Fme. These ^Ebtears taste so ^Gmmelancholy ^Fsweet. ^GmEven in the ^Ebdarkest hour I'll ^Bbfind ^Fyou. ^EbEven after ^Gmevery^Fthing is ^Bbgone.

I ^Gmremember everything you taught me like the f^Ebaintest scent of June How the lilacs always seemed to ^Bbfollow when you ^Fwalked into a ^Dmroom Wo oh oh ^Eboh Wo oh oh Wo oh oh ^Bboh Wo oh ^Eboh oh Wo oh oh Wo oh ^Bboh oh ^F

So ^Ebleave me with dreams that ^Gmhaunt ^Fme. These ^Ebtears taste so mela^Gmncholy ^Fsweet. ^GmHere in the ^Ebdarkest hour^Bb I'll find ^Fyou. ^GmEven ^Ebafter ^Gmeverything is ^Bbgone.

^BbWo oh oh ^Eboh Wo oh oh Wo oh oh ^Bboh Wo oh oh ^Eboh Wo oh oh Wo oh oh ^Bboh Wo oh oh ^Eboh Wo oh oh Wo oh oh ^Bboh Wo oh oh ^Eboh Wo oh oh Wo oh oh ^Bboh ^F

These ^Ebtears taste so mela^Gmncholy ^Fsweet. ^GmHere in the ^Ebdarkest hour ^BbI'll find ^Fyou. ^GmWhen it seems youâ?^Eb?™re lost, you’re^Bb there to^F guide me through. ^GmWithin the end of ^Ebthis there's love ^Bbyes so^Fn, ^BbEven ^Ebafter ^Gmeverything is g^Bbone ^BbEven ^Ebafter ^Gmeverything is ^Bbgone