Ryan Adams - The empty bed

All the th^Bings you thou^Amght m^Gade you strong Now ^Dma^Gke you w^Deak The v^Bery same things ^Amthat used to ^Gmake us laugh Now all they ^Dmak^Ge us ^Dwee^Gp

The ^Bvery same things that ^Amused to t^Gake a day Now they ^Dta^Gke a ^Dwe^Gek And ^Ball the things that onc^Ame were so e^Gasy to climb They ^Dare^G now too st^Deep

A^Bll the things that once ^Amgot me so go^Gddamn high Now th^Dey ^Gmake me g^Drieve All the p^Bills and power t^Amhat my m^Goney can buy And s^Dti^Gll I can’t sl^Deep

All the r^Bain that won’t f^Amall fr^Gom the sky ^DWe^G cannot dr^Deam All those t^Bears falling^Am from ^Gour eyes Rolling ^Ddo^Gwn our c^Dhe^Geks Rolling ^Ddo^Gwn our c^Dhe^Geks

All the th^Bings that I ^Amused to k^Gnow so well Now ^DI, I c^Gannot ^Dunderstand All the th^Bings that ^Amused to ^Gmake me a boy Now t^Dhe^Gy make me a ^Dman

Every t^Bime I wake ^AmI str^Getch my arms And I l^Doo^Gk for your h^Dand I roll ^Bover, I o^Ampen ^Gmy eyes and I see ^DThe^G Empty ^DBe^Gd ^DI s^Gee ^DThe Empty bed

Every s^Bingle pictu^Amre on ^Gyour phone Just one l^Des^Gs in your m^Dind Every w^Bord you wrote^Am while w^Ge sat idly by Yeah it’s ^Dlo^Gst somewhere in t^Dim^Ge

And all the th^Bings that ^Amused to m^Gake you seem strong Now they ^Dma^Gke you seem ^Dwe^Gak All the s^Bame things that ^Amused to ^Gmake us laugh Now they ^Dma^Gke us^D w^Geep They ^Dma^Gke us ^Dwe^Gep

All the ^Bthings that I u^Amsed to k^Gnow so well Yeah I c^Dan^Gnot unders^Dta^Gnd And all the ^Bthings that used to m^Amake me a ^Gboy Oh now t^Dhe^Gy make me a^D m^Gan

And ^Bevery time I w^Amake and I str^Getch my arms ^DLo^Goking for your h^Dan^Gd ^BI roll over^Am and I^G open my eyes And I ^Dse^Ge The Empty ^DBe^Gd