The Early November - Sunday drive

And we ^Dwait above a ^Groad We're ^Aturning to go ^Ghome And the ^Asilence from the ^Gside of the car Tells me ^Aeverything and how we ^Gare 'Cause there's ^Ano more trying ^Dto make ^Gthis so right There's ^Dno more trying to^Gnight

And you ^Dknow it's not so easy when ^Emyou're ^Aall a^Glone And I ^Dwonder if, I'm a^Emlone ^Din your ^Ghead

I ^Aknow something is wrong I just ^Gdon't know what to do You ^Asay it's only me, and, that I'm so ^Gperfect for you I don't ^Awant to try no more I don't ^Gwant to make this right I ^Ajust want you to be true to me^G one time

And you ^Dknow it's not so easy when ^Emyou're ^Aall a^Glone And I ^Dwonder if, I'm a^Alone in your^G head

^GTwelve days gone by, since I have ^Asaw you last I'll give this ^Bmone more try ^AI'll give it ^Dall my best, and, I'll ask ^GWhat could you be doing that is ^Aso much fun? With^Bmout me by your side With^Dout me by your ^Aside And, I will ^Gtake a step back, and, I'll let ^Ayou ahead And, I will ^Bmtake a step away, and, see if ^Ayou come back Because there's ^Gno more trying to ^Amake this so right There's ^Bmno more trying There's ^Dno more trying tonight

We will ^Gnever be the same We will ^Anever be the same We will ^Bmnever be the same We will ^Dnever be the same Until you're^G done