William Elliott Whitmore - Youve already gone

^AmYou never say you ^Am7love me, ^Fanymore ^{Am Am}I don't feel like you^Am7 need me,^F anymore ^{Am Am}For years we've suffered ^Am7stormy weather ^FAnd it hardens up the h^Ameart ^AmWe've stopped fighting we've stopped ^Am7talking altogether ^FIt's clear we've grown ap^Amart

^GAnd who'd of thought that it would ^Ccome to this ^GThe life we've made is ^Csuch a mess ^GAnd after all these years I'm s^Co depressed ^FNow I'm leavin^Cg, ^Fbut you've already g^Cone

^AmYou never wear your ^Am7hair down, ^Fanymore ^{Am Am}And you don't fill our home with ^Am7flowers,^F anymore ^{Am Am}For years we've suffered ^Am7stormy weather ^FAnd it hardens up the h^Ameart ^AmWe've stopped fighting we've stopped ^Am7talking altogether ^FIt's clear we've grown ap^Amart

^GAnd who'd of thought that it would ^Ccome to this ^GThe life we've made is ^Csuch a mess ^GAnd after all these years I'm s^Co depressed ^FNow I'm leavin^Cg, ^Fbut you've already g^Cone

^AmWoooah^Amh o^Am7h th^Aming^Am7er ^FYou've already go^Cne x3