But not for me I was a fool to fall And get that way Hi ho alas and also lackaday Although I can't dismiss The memory of his kiss I guess he's not for me They're writing songs of love A lucky star's above

Hung over and hard up Hung-over and hard up I'm broken down and messed up I never saw your leaving comin' but I sure felt it when ya left Memory button stuck on repeat Mind skippin' like a record machine Over and over that goodbye scene Keeps spinnin' in

No right words that I could say I couldn’t keep you here with a melody and now you’re just a memory But girl you’ll always be, in every song I sing Cause you’re in every song I sing, you’re in everything I do In every breath I take and every I miss you

He's got a fool hearted memory That won't let him see That she walked out the door He sits patiently Here every night so it can fool him more Nickels and dimes Memories and wines She's on his mind once again The same old stool

No no they can't take that away from me No they can't take that away from me We may never never meet again On the bumpy road to love Still I'll always, always keep the memory of The way you hold your knife The way we danced till three The way you wear

Standing by the window Eyes upon the moon Hoping that the memory Will leave her spirit soon She shuts the doors and lights and lays her body on the bed Where images and words are running deep She has too much pride to pull the sheets above her head So

You've changed You've forgotten the words, I love you Each memory that we've shared You ignore every star above you I can't realize you've ever cared You're not the angel I once knew No need to tell me that we're through It's all over now That sparkle in

Girl you know we got the time Got that pussy on my mind Later on, what are we doing? I know you're ready, show that ass Girl you looking so bad, getting horny watching you do it I wanna see a whole lot of licking, that's a memory (Yeah, bet I make that

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it This brokenness inside me might start healing. Out here it's like I'm someone else, Won't take nothing but a memory If I could just come in I swear I'll leave. From the house that built me. I thought that

I am the voice of never, never land The innocence, the dreams of every man Every chimney, every moonlit sight Every memory that you hold dear I am the empty crib of Peter Pan, A soaring kite against the blue, blue sky, I am the story that will read you