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D G D Ten years down the road Bm7 A D A Iâ??ll be cleaninâ?? out my closet, getting rid of old clothes D G D I reach behind my winter coat Bm7 G D A And I stumble upon shoeboxes filled with old ghosts G D A Why did I hang onto your pictures G D A Why did I hang onto that dress Bm G Cuz it kills me to see you, but it kills me not to Bm7 A D It kills me to remember and it kills me to forget D G D Bm7 G A D G D So I suppose youâ??ll be in every song I sing Bm7 A D A If not written in my words, youâ??ll be hidden in these strings D G D Cuz how could I ever forget my first love Bm7 G D A My first woman, first truth, first child from above G D A But why do I hang onto your pictures G D A Why have I not just thrown out that dress Bm G Cuz it kills me to see you, but it kills me not to Bm7 A D It kills me to remember, oh and it kills me to forget Bm G It kills me to see you..but it kills me not to Bm7 A D It kills me to remember..and it kills me to forget
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