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There抯 an evening dress in the closet, with a red wine stain on the sleeve.
You抮e pillows still on the bed where we used to sleep.
And in the dresser drawer there抯 a couple more things that smell like her perfume.
But other than that, there ain抰 much left of lovin?you.
And all I got is a big broken heart and memories I can抰 drank away.
Just because the man I was wasn抰 enough to make you stay.
The heaven we had, the hell that I抦 going through, other than that, there ain抰 much left of loving you.
The flowers that you planted, on either side of the steps out front, before they bloom I think I might dig 慹m up.
That old porch swing, those songs you sang and the cold and bitter truth.
But other than that, there ain抰 much left of lovin?you.
And all I got is a big broken heart and memories I can抰 drank away.
Just because the man I was wasn抰 enough to make you stay.
The heaven we had, the hell that I抦 going through, other than that, there ain抰 much left of loving you.
The heaven we had, the hell that I抦 going through, other than that, there ain抰 much left?The heaven we had, the hell that I抦 going through, other than that, there ain抰 much left of loving you
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