One day I'm sure they will find
And throw on me the charge of guilty
As it is that I keep on trying
To **** off your precious memory

This I have to do on my own
I don't dare bring along an accomplice
After all you know what they say
About loose lips and the sinking of ships

The more people I get involved
The more your memory will linger
And if the cost were to be counted
I'm sure I'd be the one to suffer

Knowing one of the places that it haunts
Is on the edge of my mind
I'm going there after work tonight
And I'll be carrying a knife

Though I'll try and make it quick
I'm sure that it won't be painless
Since your memory has been here for years
Right at the top of my hit list

I'm pretty sure that I'll be arrested
Packed up and sent off to the prison
But it'll be worth the sentence of life
If from my mind your memory is missing