I don’t love you now and I never have
All the memories are fleeting and bad
You don’t own the corners of my heart
I swear we never tore that bed apart
Things like this are a dime a dozen
All my friends know I have moved on cousin
A better thing is right down the line
You are the furthest thing from my mind
So I have erased all the memories
And I have destroyed all the proof
I lie in our bed and pray every night
If I say it enough it will be the truth
Paris was never going to be our home
We didn’t spend that magic week in Rome
I don’t know the lovely streets of Madrid
I can’t remember the things that we did
That’s my story and I am sticking to it
Don’t think differently by your intuit
Accept the facts as I have laid them out
It ended with a whimper and not a shout
Now I have erased all the memories
And I have destroyed all the proof
I lie in our bed and pray every night
If I say it enough it will be the truth
As James said I find myself at the bridge
My mind is racing with thoughts of which
You occupy every damn square inch
That it causes me to shudder and flinch
I have erased some of the memories
I have destroyed some of the proof
I lie in our bed and pray every night
If I say it enough it will be the truth
As the rain starts to fall upon our roof
I think to myself it’s got to be the truth
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