{title: You don't love me anymore}
{artist: Weird Al Yankovic}
{time: 4/4}
{tempo: 89}
{key: C#}
{meta: author Frans-Willem Post, 2026-05-06}
{start_of_part: Intro}
[C#] [D#m7] [D#m7] [G#]
[C#] [D#m7] [F#] [-] [Fm] [-] [D#m] [-] [C#]
{end_of_part}
{start_of_verse: Verse 1}
[C#] We've been together for so [Fm] very long
But [G#m]now things are changing, oh I [D#m7]wonder what's wrong?
Seems you don't want me a[G#]round
The [D#m7]passion is gone and the [G#]flame's died down
{end_of_verse}
{start_of_verse: Verse 2}
I guess I [C#] lost a little bit of [Fm] self-esteem
That [G#m]time that you made it with the [D#m7]whole hockey team
You used to think I was [G#]nice
Now you [D#m7]tell all your friends that I'm the [G#] Antichrist
{end_of_verse}
{start_of_chorus: Chorus 1}
Oh, [B] why did you disconnect the [F#/A#]brakes in my car?
That [C#]kind of thing is hard to ig[G#]nore
Got a [D#m7]funny feeling you don't love me any[C#]more
{end_of_chorus}
{start_of_part: Link}
[C#] [D#m7] [D#m7] [G#]
[C#] [D#m7] [F#] [-] [Fm] [-] [D#m] [-] [C#]
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{start_of_verse: Verse 3}
[C#] I knew that we were having [Fm] problems when
You [G#m]put those piranhas in my [D#m]bathtub again
You're still the light of my [G#]life
Oh [D#m7]darling, I'm beggin', won't you [G#]put down that knife?
{end_of_verse}
{start_of_verse: Verse 4}
You know, I [C#] even think it's kinda [Fm]cute the way
You [G#m]poison my coffee just a [D#m]little each day
I still remember the way that you [G#]laughed
[D#m7] When you pushed me down the [G#]elevator shaft
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{start_of_chorus: Chorus 2}
Oh, if you [B]don't mind me asking, what's this [F#/A#]poisonous cobra
[C#]Doing in my underwear [G#]drawer?
Sometime I [D#m7] get to thinking you don't love me any[C#]more
{end_of_chorus}
{start_of_part: Link}
[C#] [D#m7] [D#m7] [G#]
[C#] [D#m7] [F#] [-] [Fm] [-] [D#m] [-] [C#]
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{start_of_verse: Verse 5}
[C#] You slammed my face down on the [Fm]barbecue grill
Now my [G#m]scars are all healing, but my [D#m]heart never will
[D#m] You set my house on [G#]fire
You [D#m7]pulled out my chest hairs with an [G#]old pair of pliers
{end_of_verse}
{start_of_verse: Verse 6}
Oh, you[C#] think that I'm ugly and you [Fm]say that I'm cheap
You [G#m]shaved off my eyebrows while [D#m]I was asleep
You drilled a hole in my [G#]head
Then you [D#m7]dumped me in a drainage ditch and [G#]left me for dead
{end_of_verse}
{start_of_chorus: Chorus 3}
Oh, you [B]know this really isn't [F#/A#]like you at all
You [C#]never acted this way be[G#]fore
Honey, [D#m7]something tells me you don't love me any[C#]more, oh [Bbm]no no
Got a [B]funny feeling [F#]you don't love me any[C#]more
{end_of_chorus}
{start_of_part: Link}
[C#] [D#m7] [D#m7] [G#]
[C#] [D#m7] [F#] [-] [Fm] [-] [D#m] [-] [C#]
{end_of_part}