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