[Intro]
[A] [G] [D]
[Verse 1]
I could w[D]ait until you're sleeping, you'd never hear me leaving
Go without saying a word
I could write it in a letter; maybe it'd be better
Who knows? It could make it worse
Save it for a r[G]ainy day
Baby, either way, I'm damning it st[D]raight to Hell
[Chorus]
Ten to three, you're h[A]alf past nine
It'll never be a g[G]ood time to drop a b[D]ombshell
[Verse 2]
If I d[D]id a little drinking, may numb me into thinking
I could tell you face to face
If I harden my heart, I'd tear us apart
So I wouldn't have to carry this weight
Here on my sh[G]oulder
I'd tell you it's over 'stead of keeping it to mys[D]elf
[Chorus]
Morning or m[A]idnight, it'll never be a g[G]ood time
To drop a b[D]ombshell
[Bridge]
[G]I can't love you
I can't love you anym[D]ore
[G]I can't love you
I can't love you anym[D]ore
[Verse 3]
Dr[D]iving through the smoke, out of the ashes
Looking for a place to land
All that I know is I can't go back, so I'm driving fast as I can
Picking up p[G]ieces, praying to Jesus
Lord, I'm gonna need your h[D]elp
[Chorus]
It ain't the e[A]asy way
There's always a pr[G]ice to pay for dropping a b[D]ombshell
Ten to three, you're h[A]alf past nine
It'll never be a g[G]ood time
[A] [G] [D]
[Verse 1]
I could w[D]ait until you're sleeping, you'd never hear me leaving
Go without saying a word
I could write it in a letter; maybe it'd be better
Who knows? It could make it worse
Save it for a r[G]ainy day
Baby, either way, I'm damning it st[D]raight to Hell
[Chorus]
Ten to three, you're h[A]alf past nine
It'll never be a g[G]ood time to drop a b[D]ombshell
[Verse 2]
If I d[D]id a little drinking, may numb me into thinking
I could tell you face to face
If I harden my heart, I'd tear us apart
So I wouldn't have to carry this weight
Here on my sh[G]oulder
I'd tell you it's over 'stead of keeping it to mys[D]elf
[Chorus]
Morning or m[A]idnight, it'll never be a g[G]ood time
To drop a b[D]ombshell
[Bridge]
[G]I can't love you
I can't love you anym[D]ore
[G]I can't love you
I can't love you anym[D]ore
[Verse 3]
Dr[D]iving through the smoke, out of the ashes
Looking for a place to land
All that I know is I can't go back, so I'm driving fast as I can
Picking up p[G]ieces, praying to Jesus
Lord, I'm gonna need your h[D]elp
[Chorus]
It ain't the e[A]asy way
There's always a pr[G]ice to pay for dropping a b[D]ombshell
Ten to three, you're h[A]alf past nine
It'll never be a g[G]ood time
