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DThis don't feel like Ahome Ganymore BmNothing is Afamiliar Gwhen I walk through my door BmSo I thank the Cheavens or whoever's in Gcharge DThis don't feel like Ahome Ganymore
DI don't feel the Apain I once Gdid BmOne day it just Avanished like a Gmilk carton kid BmAre your rooftops set Cfree in a Ghurricane wind' DI don't feel the Apain I once Ddid
E7Home was a just a broken heart A7A driveway to park a car BmA memory of a Adream long since in Gdiscard BmSay you won't be Csurprised at the Gjoy in my heart DThis don't feel like Ahome Ganymore
D& I no lonAger feel sucDh a shame BmSince the day she stood Abeside me at a Gfootball game BmAnd I knew that CI loved her before GI knew her name DI no longer Afeel such a Gshame
E7Home was a just a broken heart A7A driveway to park a car BmA memory of a Adream long since in Gdiscard BmSay you won't be Csurprised at the Gjoy in my heart DThis don't feel like Ahome Ganymore
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DThis ain't no Atime for Gregret BmTo witness without Amercy, Gbut neither to forget BmIf we keep Clooking backwards, Gwe'll break our necks DThis ain't no Atime for Gregret DThis ain't no Atime for Dregret