Lyrics

I threw our rings into a box Filled with broken memories and fool's gold And I woke up again last night in this lonely bed without you to hold And I walkeda rond this house pullin' picutres off the walls Just like I've done a hundred times before Makin' sure I've got 'em all Makin' sure I've got the hard to find Little things that make me tink about you 'Cause I'm tired of this house always breakin' me down, feelin' blue No, there's nothin' left to say I'm puttin' memories away Well, yesterday I found your dress I guess there's something I missed in our room But it didn't break me down the second that I found it like it used to With red wine and tears I've been gatherin' all the years we spent together I need to move on 'Cause I know that you're gone forever Makin' sure I've got the hard to find Little things that make me tink about you 'Cause I'm tired of this house always breakin' me down, feelin' blue No, there's nothin' left to say I'm puttin' memories away No, theres nothing left to say I'm puttin' memories away