Inside a box under layers of dust
Are the memories that I've been keeping of us
People say I'm sentimental it's true
The sentiment I have been keeping for you

Nothing worth having is easy to get
I lost you too soon, all I feel is regret
Sometimes I wish I could turn back the clock
And rewrite the things that I wish I'd forgot

Ooh Ooh

Sometimes I think I am better alone
With one heart to break and the heart is my own
Life is a series of choices I've made
And losing myself is the price I must pay

Back to the pills that will quiet my mind
They help for a bit, it will help for a time
I never was cut from the same cloth as you
I'd rather see red but I only see blue

Ooh Ooh Ooh"