I'll write these words in the form of  memories,
It seems like the best thing to do,
So you can move on instead of me,
Because it looks like I'm the fool

I'll sing these words like a melody,
Like rhythm and blues,
So you can play them every day,
I don't mind being the muse

I'll tear these words down like concrete blocks,
To make room for more,
Memories that grow like forget-me-nots,
Outside of your door.