I wasn't supposed to be sad or grieve
Cause you wasn't supposed to leave

I loved you from the moment we met
But our love just turned to something
The things driving me to this state
Are tendrils of memories to which I cling

We had this thing going on
That I probably should get over
I can't see where the line is drawn
Getting over you's a bullet from a revolver

It's hard for me to believe you're at ease
Life without you will never be fun
You always said we would never cease
Still hear echoes of your voice calling me ***