| 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]
| D | D | A7 | D |
| 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
