Mr. T Experience - Love is dead

^FLove is ^Cdead. ^FLove is ^Cdead, but ^CI still can't get her ^Fout of my ^Ghead, so ^Fshe'll be ^Cgone ^Ffrom now ^Con and ^CI'll reg^Gret every^Fthing I've ever ^Cdone. She ^Fwasn't coming close to ^Fwhat she was supposed to ^Cdo. It ^Freally doesn't matter, ^Fstill there's not a sadder ^Dlie than I love ^Gyou. Singing ^Cla la la la ^Flove is dead ^Cla la la la ^Flove is dead that's why I'm ^Csighing and ^Ecrying and ^Fshaking my head ^Clove ^Gis ^Cdead. ^FLove is ^Csad. ^FLife is ^Cbad ^Cwhen you can't get what you ^Fcould have ^Ghad. ^FDays are ^Cblue, ^Fnights are ^Cblack. ^CI'd do ^Ganything if ^FI could have her ^Cback, ^Fbut I'm just a sap and ^Fit's not gonna happen ^Cnow. ^FIt's cold dark and stormy ^Fand there's nothing for me ^Dout there any^Ghow. Singing ^Cla la la la ^Flove is dead ^Cla la la la ^Flove is dead that's why I'm ^Ccrying and l^Eying aw^Fake in my bed ^Clove ^Gis ^Cdead. ^FEmotional ^G#vertigo was ^Cnever supposed to ^Fhappen this ^Ctime, ^Fbut if she ever ^G#were to go back to ^Cme there's nowhere ^FI wouldn't ^Cclimb. Am Am(add9) Still out on this limb there's only me, a ^Am7damaged dim and ^D7lonely me, ^G#stepping on my ^A#own t^Coes while I ^G#rattle my chain ^A#of wo^Ges.

I'm s^Cighing and ^Ecrying and ^Fshaking my head I'm ^Ccrying and ^Elying a^Fwake in my bed ^CI can't ^Eget her ^Foutta my head ^CI can't ^Eget her ^Foutta my head my h^Gead my ^Ghead ^GI just keep singing

^Cla la la la ^Flove is dead ^Cla la la la ^Flove is dead that's why I'm ^Ccrying and l^Eying aw^Fake in my bed ^Clove ^Gis ^Cdead. cause ^Ci can't ^Eget her^F out of ^Fmmy ^Cmaj7head