I Don't Love You Anymore - The London Quireboys cover

Details
Title | I Don't Love You Anymore - The London Quireboys cover |
Author | Eddie629 |
Duration | 3:55 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=uIkQDxmlA6Y |
Description
I remember a friend of mine showing me this tune from The London Quireboys way back around the early 90's...I immediately thought it was a great tune...a real heartbreaking break up song from their debut record...' A Bit Of What You Fancy'(1990)...yep, it's a power ballad...and I tried to make my version as powerful as I could..complete with the obligatory guitar solo !! I hope everyone likes it...cheers..and have a great weekend !!
I Don't Love You Anymore - The London Quireboys
Written by Jonathan Grey & Guy Bailey
Went to see her, just this morning,
to see how the child might be.
She sat there smokin' all my cigarettes,
at a table set for three.
I could've cried, I could've cried....
when she said....
'I don't love you anymore'...
I was slain and shown the door...
'ain't no room here anymore'...
'Please don't look to me for help..
all the pain is with yourself..
all the blame is with yourself'....
So I went to see my friends...
I tried to turn to them for help.
and all that any of them said....
'You gotta look out for yourself'
I could've cried, I could've cried...
when she said...
'I don't love you anymore'...
I was slain and shown the door...
'ain't no room here no more'...
'Please don't look to me for help..
all the pain is with yourself..
all the blame is with yourself'....yeah...
You're all I ever wanted...
you're all I ever needed...
Everytime I see your face,
reminds me baby, of what we had...
I get so lonely.....
My whole life I've been up and down.
always seemed a mess....
I say my prayers...everynight...
but even god don't care less....
I could've cried, I could've cried....
when she said...
'I don't love you anymore'...
I was slain and shown the door...
'ain't no room here anymore'...
'Please don't look to me for help..
all the pain is with yourself..
all the blame is with yourself'....
'I don't love you anymore'...
I was slain and shown the door...
'ain't no room here no more'...