| D | D |

[Verse 1]
D
My hands reach out to touch someone
    A7                  D
But they know she's not there
D
My memory keeps running back
   A7              D
To one who used to care

[Verse 2]
   G
My heart has lost the will to live
   D
My lips the will to smile
   A                G
If heartache is the fashion
       D          A      D
Then I guess that I'm in style

[Verse 3]
D
The places I'm invited to
A7              D
I never want to go
D
Afraid I'll see my old sweetheart
     A7               D
With her new love and so

[Verse 4]
  G
I stay at home and walk the floor
   D
As if it's my last mile
   A                G
If heartache is the fashion
       D          A      D
Then I guess that I'm in style

[Break]
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| D | D | A7 | D |

[Verse 5]
D
My lips will miss, the tender kiss
     A7                D
That someone else will know
D
My eyes will not, forget the day
  A7                    D
I stood and watched her go

[Verse 6]
   G
My arms will ache to hold the love
     D
That I held, for a while
   A7               G
If heartache is the fashion
       D          A7     D       D
Then I guess that I'm in style