Get high, hit the floor before you go. Matador, estocada, you’re my blood sport. Forty-eight thousand seats bleats and roars for my memories of you, Something good, oh something good tonight will make me forget about you for now. But something good

Are you at all haunted by memories past? Are you ready to make this one breath your last? Or are you just hoping that someone will grieve? Is your chest so heavy you're ready to leave? Cherish all you have left. Will they remember my name when I'm gone,

'Cause every tear that flows falls into the ocean And rises to the sky And then the rain will come Right before the sun shines It's your turn to cry baby cry (Don't cry no more) Going back to the memories Reminiscing bout you and me Thinking how it used

But you'll think of me Take your memories I don't need 'em And take your cap and leave my sweater In fact I'll feel a whole lot better 'Cause we have nothing left to weather Take your records, take your freedom Take your space and take your reasons So

And the end is all I can see And it scares the hell out of me It scares the hell out of me Erie whispers Trapped beneath my pillow You won't let me sleep Your memories I know you're in this room I'm sure I heard you sigh

But you'll think of me Take your memories I don't need 'em And take your cap and leave my sweater In fact I'll feel a whole lot better 'Cause we have nothing left to weather Take your records, take your freedom Take your space and take your reasons So

That used to be mine Type of misery All these mixed up signals I still hear these echoes Of when you loved me But now you’re just someone in my mind And I smiled, yes I smiled But underneath are memories

You're not alone I wouldn't leave you on your own You're my sinful I'm not alone We're not alone I'll eat your memories Don't fake caress this heart We're sharing enemies Something's feeling hard

But you'll think of me Take your memories I don't need 'em And take your cap and leave my sweater In fact I'll feel a whole lot better 'Cause we have nothing left to weather Take your records, take your freedom Take your space and take your reasons So