If it were up my pride I'd be gone If it was up to my mind I'd be moving on If it was up to my shoest I'd feel that rubber on the street. ain't it just my luck when every part of me gets unstuck You know it'd be done if it were up to me but my hearts got a memory. Sometimes it feels like my hearts got a mind of its own and it's decided it don't wanna leave you alone. but if I had my way I'd be gone, maybe someday I kick this thing. but I don't really know when that'll be because my hearts got a memory.