Ain't Much Left of Lovin' You

There's an evening 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 got left is a big broken heart and memories I can't drink away Just because the man I was wasn't enough to make you stay The heaven we had, the hell that I'm going 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 think I might dig 'em up And that old porch swing, those songs you sing, and the cold and bitter truth But other than that there ain't much left of lovin' you And all I got left is a big broken heart and memories I can't drink away And just because the man I was wasn't enough to make you stay The heaven we had, the hell that I'm going through Other than that, there ain't much left of lovin' you The heaven we had, the hell that I'm going through Other than that, there ain't much left The heaven we had, the hell that I'm going through Other than that, there ain't much left of lovin' you Yeah, there ain't much left, there ain't much left of lovin' you