Suitcase

	  		

 
 

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The suitcase was in our closet, got it out and laid it on the bed 
        A                                                E 
Well, I wonder where it's been or what it's seen, oh, if it could talk 
                A                                      D 
We got it for a wedding gift, yeah, we took it on that Cancun trip 
         F#m                             D                   A 
Now, I'm emptying out your dresser like a tornado's 'bout to hit 
                  E 
I quit, you don't know it yet 

                                 F#m 
But everything you own is in the suitcase 
                                D 
That's by the front door in the hallway 
                             A 
Waiting on you to take it all away 
                          E 
The "you didn't think I'd find out" mistake 
                                 F#m 
I hope it hits you when you're leaving 
                                D 
The screen door and the guilty feelling 
        A 
Well, I packed up all the heartache 
                                      E 
You'll walk on down the driveway with nothing in your hand  
      F#m      D 
But a suitcase 

                            A 
I found her lipstick in the pocket of our suitcase 
               D                                            
I know I never bought that shade 
         A                                                 E 
Well, you must've found her lips on a business trip turned holiday 
       F#m                              D 
Now, I threw our wedding picture and my princess cut ring 
A                      E 
Watching it sink right beside her lipstick  

       F#m 
In our suitcase 
                                          D 
That's right beside the front door in the hallway 
                          A 
Waiting on you to take it all away 
                                  E 
The "what the hell was I thinking marrying you" mistake 
                             F#m 
Hope it hits you when you're leaving 
                               D 
The screen door and the guilty feeling 
        A 
Yeah, I packed up all the heartache 
                                      E 
You'll walk on down the driveway with nothing in your hand  
      F#m      D 
But a suitcase 

            A 
I guess the love between you and me 
              E 
Didn't have a lifetime guarantee 

                         F#m 
That's only good on our suitcase 
                                D 
That's by the front door in the hallway 
                          A 
Waiting on you to take it all away 
                              E 
The mountains of memories and mistakes 
                              F#m 
I hope it hits you when you're leaving 
                               D 
The screen door and the guilty feeling 
               A 
Yeah, I packed up all the heartache 
                                  E 
Go walk on down the driveway with nothing in your hand  
        F#m      D 
But our suitcase 
                               F#m         D 
The one my mama gave us on our wedding day 
                           F#m         D 
The one we took last summer to L.A