| Song | Forgotten, But Not Gone |
| Artist | Gary Allan |
| Album | It Would Be You |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cason, MacRae | |
| Her birthday came and went without a card, or a single | |
| I love you | |
| On their anniversary she sat all alone at a table set for two | |
| She tries her best to please him, but she never hears one single word of praise | |
| She feels just like a stranger, in a home where love has seen its better days | |
| Well he's taken her for granted | |
| God only knows why she keeps hangin' on' | |
| Cause it's better to be gone, but not forgotten | |
| Than to be forgotten, but not gone | |
| Somehow he can't remember, when he's late to even take the time to call | |
| And even on the nights he's there she gets the feeling he's not there at all | |
| She's become a prisoner in that big old house where sweet love used to be | |
| Well, it's not even over but | |
| Lord she feels just like a memory | |
| Well he's taken her for granted | |
| God only knows why she keeps hangin' on' | |
| Cause it's better to be gone, but not forgotten | |
| Than to be forgotten, but not gone' | |
| Cause it's better to be gone, but not forgotten | |
| Gone, but not forgotten | |
| Than to be forgotten, but not gone |
| zuo qu : Cason, MacRae | |
| Her birthday came and went without a card, or a single | |
| I love you | |
| On their anniversary she sat all alone at a table set for two | |
| She tries her best to please him, but she never hears one single word of praise | |
| She feels just like a stranger, in a home where love has seen its better days | |
| Well he' s taken her for granted | |
| God only knows why she keeps hangin' on' | |
| Cause it' s better to be gone, but not forgotten | |
| Than to be forgotten, but not gone | |
| Somehow he can' t remember, when he' s late to even take the time to call | |
| And even on the nights he' s there she gets the feeling he' s not there at all | |
| She' s become a prisoner in that big old house where sweet love used to be | |
| Well, it' s not even over but | |
| Lord she feels just like a memory | |
| Well he' s taken her for granted | |
| God only knows why she keeps hangin' on' | |
| Cause it' s better to be gone, but not forgotten | |
| Than to be forgotten, but not gone' | |
| Cause it' s better to be gone, but not forgotten | |
| Gone, but not forgotten | |
| Than to be forgotten, but not gone |
| zuò qǔ : Cason, MacRae | |
| Her birthday came and went without a card, or a single | |
| I love you | |
| On their anniversary she sat all alone at a table set for two | |
| She tries her best to please him, but she never hears one single word of praise | |
| She feels just like a stranger, in a home where love has seen its better days | |
| Well he' s taken her for granted | |
| God only knows why she keeps hangin' on' | |
| Cause it' s better to be gone, but not forgotten | |
| Than to be forgotten, but not gone | |
| Somehow he can' t remember, when he' s late to even take the time to call | |
| And even on the nights he' s there she gets the feeling he' s not there at all | |
| She' s become a prisoner in that big old house where sweet love used to be | |
| Well, it' s not even over but | |
| Lord she feels just like a memory | |
| Well he' s taken her for granted | |
| God only knows why she keeps hangin' on' | |
| Cause it' s better to be gone, but not forgotten | |
| Than to be forgotten, but not gone' | |
| Cause it' s better to be gone, but not forgotten | |
| Gone, but not forgotten | |
| Than to be forgotten, but not gone |