Maybe I'm a bit upset,
Sometimes I wish I could forget,
But my memories are holding me up
By thin threads,
That are breaking,
More and more,
Everytime I walk out the door.
I could be seeing red,
But I'm feeling blue,
Because most things I see just remind me of you.
Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC
Maybe I'm a bit upset,
Sometimes I wish I could forget,
But my memories are holding me up
By thin threads,
That are breaking,
More and more,
Everytime I walk out the door.
I could be seeing red,
But I'm feeling blue,
Because most things I see just remind me of you.
