"Loving him was red...burning red."
"I once believed love would be burning red but it's golden."
"Moving on from him is impossible when I still see it all in my head."
"And I can still see it all in my head."
"You mail back my things and I walk home alone."
"You hold my hand on the street, walk me back to that apartment."
"They say alls well that ends well but I'm in a new hell everytime you double cross my mind."
"Alls well that ends well to end up with you."
"Not weepin' in a party bathroom."
"Cryin' in the bathroom over some dude who's name I cannot remember now."
"Loving him was like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street."
"Every dead-end street led you straight to me."
"I'll be your summer sun for you forever."
"Livin' in winter I am your summer."
"And the story's got dust on every page."
"If the story's over, why am I still writing pages?"
"Christmas lights glisten."
"We could leave the Christmas lights up toll January."
"This is a state of grace, this is a worthwhile fight."
"This ultraviolet morning light below tells me this love is worth the fight."