D       G          D
Ten years down the road

         Bm7             A              D          A
I’ll be cleanin’ 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 you’ll be in every song I sing

         Bm7             A              D          A
If not written in my words, you’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