| I remember we were driving
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| I remember what she wore
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| I remember we were fighting
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| But I can’t recall what for
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| I remember where we were going
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| And I remember I made her cry
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| I don’t remember what was so important
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| That I had to be so right
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| That’s the last memory that I have of her
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| Out of so many, that’s the one that hurts
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| It’s funny the things that you remember
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| And the things you don’t?
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| 'Cause that’s the last memory in the world
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| I’d ever want
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| I don’t know how long I ignored her
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| But she stared out of her window
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| I know which song they were playing
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| When I turned on the radio
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| We never got where we were going
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| 'Cause she told me to take her home
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| I just sat out in the car
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| And watched her walk inside alone
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| And that’s the last memory that I have of her
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| Out of so many, that’s the one that hurts
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| It’s funny the things that you remember
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| And the things you don’t?
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| 'Cause that’s the last memory in the world
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| That I’d ever want
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| Ain’t it funny the things that you remember
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| And the things you don’t?
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| That’s the last memory in the world I’d ever want
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| It’s the last memory in the world, I’d ever want |