A# Gm Dm Cm Lights off, I'm not here Wish that you would call me "dear" Dm Cm But now you can't You know it's not right You'll never know What it's like Used to think I liked you But all you do is make me blue You don't care And I can't resist I guess I'll have to Forget you exist | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# Cm Dm Gm |