Kacey Musgraves - Whispers of your name

Maybe I won't ^Bfind, Any old love ^Abmletters, Maybe I won't ^Bwish, You'd come down the ^F#hall.

Maybe my picture ^Bframes, Won't look so ^Abmempty, I have to take 'em^A down,^E Off the wall^F#.

Maybe the rain will ^Bcome, After I'm sle^Abmeping, Maybe in my ^Bdreams, I won't feel this ^F#pain.

Maybe I'll ^Bfind my way, Back to ^Abmmorning, Without hearing ^Awhispers^E of your ^Bname.

Maybe I'll find some ^Bthings, To keep my mind ^Abmbusy, Maybe I'll sell this ^Bcar, Sell this ol' ^F#ring.

Maybe that'll be ^Benough, To finally convince ^Abmme, That you're not ^Ahere, And I ^Ereally don't have ^F#anything.

Maybe I'll ^Btry, Try to get out ^Abmsome, Maybe our favorite ^Bplaces, Will still feel the ^F#same.

Maybe when I sit ^Balone, At our old ^Abmtable, I won't ^Ahear whi^Espers of your ^Bname. I won't ^Ahear whi^Espers of your ^Bname.