You were a p^Aain girl,^D a thorn in my s^Aide ^D Drove me in^Asane girl,^D a white-knuckle r^Aide ^D So w^Ahy do I go lookin' through old ph^Dotographs And c^Ahase you down the hallways of our che^Dckered past ^AHold on for dear life and keep the f^Dire fed I o^Aughta let go but i^Dnste^Ead

It's like I'm p^Aressing on a bruise To ^Dsee if it still hurts ^ARight now that's all I've got left of y^Dou ^AEverybody knows t^Dhat just makes it worse But s^Atill I ^Ddo

I could start a n^Aew li^Dfe, I could mo^Ave on ^D I could do a dri^Ave by^D, and see if you're h^Aome ^D Now there's a f^Aine, fine line between a m^Demory And so^Amething any shrink would call an inj^Dury But it's n^Aot over long as you're still hu^Drtin' me And as I t^Aurn onto your s^Dtre^Eet

It's like I'm p^Aressing on a bruise To ^Dsee if it still hurts ^ARight now that's all I've got left of y^Dou ^AEverybody knows t^Dhat just makes it worse But s^Atill I ^Ddo

^EStill I ^Ddo, s^Etill I ^Ddo, s^Etill lov^De you

^ABut she's the kind of girl puts your world on hold ^DWalk the halls and you check your phone ^AGave up the ghost and the ghost keeps holdin^D' on And you r^Aun from the sun but you curse the rain ^DLost the love so you nurse the pain Goin' ^Aon and on, singin' that same s^Don^Eg But she's g^Aone (I can't let it alone) And y^Dou get drunk on those glory days (I c^Aan't just let it heal) With a b^Droken heart and a bitter taste (No, I c^Aan't just let it go) Well, you li^Dght it up as she burns you down (I c^Aan't just let it heal) You're s^Dmokin' those memories to the ground (Like I'm p^Aressing on a bruise) Yeah, t^Dhat's the thing about love and pain ^A They may l^Dook alike but they're not the s^Aame

You've got to let it ^Dgo go go (No, I c^Aan't just let it heal)