| Is it sad that I don’t even remember your name
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| 'Cause when I said it out loud I didn’t feel any pain
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| Cannot even see my tears on the pages
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| Nothing’s dropped my mind
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| I’m runnin' through all those memories
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| Of the spring of '99
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| Friday night spent in front of a movie screen
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| Around all of our friend, you’d be so mean
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| But then you’re still by my side
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| And whisper somethin' underneath your breath
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| Like how you wish you were holdin' my hand instead
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| But I’d forgotten everything you’ve said
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| Jameson, tell me what was your name again?
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| Jameson, tell me what was your name again?
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| I couldn’t pick your face from a lineup
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| I wouldn’t know your voice if it came up
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| all those nights that I stayed up cryin'
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| I can’t recall lovin' you
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| So how do I know the details of this affair
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| Because I hold it all down and if you read it
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| You’d be sure that I’d really cared
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| Is it some kind of beauty that you didn’t leave your mark on me
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| But I can say the name Jameson and it doesn’t light a spark in me
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| 'Cause I’ve forgotten you completely
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| Jameson, tell me what was your name again?
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| Jameson, tell me what was your name again? |
| Tell me
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| Jameson, tell me what was your name again? |