Josh Groban - If i cant love her

^DbAnd in my twisted face ^BbmThere's not the slightest trace ^AbOf anything that even ^Gbhints of kindness

^EAnd from my tortured shape ^CNo comfort, no escape ^DbmI see, but deep within is ^Gbmutter blindness

^FmHope^Bless As my ^Gbmdream dies As the ^Ebmtime flies ^FmLove a ^Ebmlost ^Gbmillu^Gbsio^Abn ^FmHelp^Bless Unforgi^Gbven Cold and d^Ebmriven ^FmTo this ^Ebmsad ^Fmcon^Gbclu^Absion

^DbNo ^Ebmbeauty could ^Fmmove ^Gbme ^DbNo ^Ebmgoodness ^Abimprove ^Dbme ^{Db/C Bbm}No p^Ebmower on ^Fmearth, ^Gbif I can't ^Dblove ^Abher

^DbNo ^Ebmpassion could ^Fmreach ^Gbme ^DbNo ^Ebmlesson could ^Abteach ^Dbme ^{Db/C Bbm}How ^EbmI could have ^Fmloved^Gbm her and make her ^Dblove ^Fmme ^Btoo If I ^Gbcan't love her, ^Abthen ^Bbmwho?

^BbmLong ago I ^Abshould have ^Bbmseen ^BbmAll the things I ^Abcould have ^Dbbeen ^EbmCareless and^Gb unthinking, I moved ^Bbonward

^EbNo ^Fmpain could be ^Gmdee^Abper ^EbNo l^Fmife could be ^Bbchea^Ebper ^CmNo ^Fmpoint ^Gmanymore, ^Abif I can't ^Eblove ^Bbher ^GbNo ^Abmspirit could ^Bbmwin ^Bme ^GbNo ^Abmhope left ^Dbwithin^Gb me ^EbmHope ^AbmI could have ^Bbmloved ^Bher and ^Gbthat she'd set ^Bbmme f^Eree But it's ^Gbnot to be ^{B Gb}If I can't love her ^{B Gb}Let ^Abmthe ^Bbmworld ^Bbe done with ^Gbme. Gb Abm Bbm B Gb