Ain't Much Left Of Lovin' You

There's an evenin' dress in the closet

With a red wine stain on the sleeve

Your pillow's still on the bed where we used to sleep

And in the dresser drawer, there's a couple more things

That smell like your perfume

But other than that, there ain't much left of lovin' you

And I'll I've got is a big, broken heart

And memories I can't drimk away

Just because the man I was

Wasn't enough to make you stay

The heaven we had, the hell that I'm goin' through

Other than that, there ain't much left of lovin' you

The flowers that you planted

On either side of the steps out front

Before they bloom, I'm thinkin' I might dig 'em up

That ol' front porch swing, those songs you sang

And the cold and bitter truth

But other than that, there ain't much left of lovin' you

And I'll I've got is a big, broken heart

And memories I can't drimk away

Just because the man I was

Wasn't enough to make you stay

The heaven we had, the hell that I'm goin' through

Other than that, there ain't much left of lovin' you

The heaven we had, the hell that I'm goin' through

Other than that, there ain't much left

The heaven we had, the hell that I'm goin' through

Other than that, there ain't much of lovin' you

Yeah, there ain' much left

There ain't much left of lovin' you

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