G/C
What you want to know 
is how I’ve fallen apart without you.
Surprising to learn, 
When I looked, I found my own two feet below me.
The rumours of my demise, 
are somewhat premature.
Save your lilies 
to brighten your window box

Am  	G		F
And though the shock is plain to see on your face,
it’s a fact that life goes on
without you.

It’s true what they say,
I’ve painted over our old room.
Rolled over the ghosts
that like old smoke, lingered on the walls.
Made a gift of your clothes
to the army of salvation
As far as mail goes,
it’s mostly thrown except junk mail

Dm                      G
Even the mirror has two sides,
Am            G                  F
Which is the liar who looks back?
Like the stone in the river.
It is clear that it must move on
alone

Yes, I have found 
other people to share my time.
They’re not like you, 
but what’s the down side to that?
Our kingdom bed
is not nearly so barron, as one might think

If we should be bonded together,
why should I cut our cord
without you?# copyright Joe Johnston