Flashing lights are making pictures on the wall.
I know you wouldn't answer even if I tried to call
It's 3am, you're in your bed.
I'm just trying to get you out of my head.
Down another, the memories smother.
Dialing your number, knowing that you hate the sound
That my lonliness creates, you just wanted a way out.
It's too late, I've gone this far.
Who knew forgetting would be this hard?
I think it's time to leave, try and get back on my feet.
I stumble through a maze to get to you.
I fumble to the ground, it's nothing new.
You weren't the first, but my memory's hazy.
You can't take back the love that you gave me.
Now I'm stuck.