It's like salt in a wound that won't heal
when I say goodbye to your face I can't feel.
It makes it fresh even though it's still new
It rubs raw my memory, the thought of you.

Blowing you a kiss when I can't kiss you for real
is a new kind of pain that I've felt before
it was just in my head, now I feel it in my core.
I want you more, I need you more, just give me more.

It hurts so bad, but I need it like this
to keep you with me, to remember your kiss.
It hurts right now, but it won't forever
one day you'll be mine, I won't need to remember.