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 all 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 all 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