| loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
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| faster than the wind passionate as sin ending so suddenly
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| loving him is like trying to change your mind once your already flying through
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| the free fall
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| like the colors in autumn so bright
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| just before they lose it all
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| loving him was blue like id never known
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| missing him was dark grey all alone
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| forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you’ve never met
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| but loving him was RED e e e e ed
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| touching him was like realizing all you’ve ever wanted was right there in front
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| of you
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| memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
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| fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there’s no
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| right answer
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| regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that
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| strong
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| oh red burning red
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| remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
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| tell myself it’s time now gotta let go
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| but moving on from him is impossible
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| when I still see it all in my head
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| burning RED burning it was RED
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| yeah yeah red burning red
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| and that’s why he’s spinning around in my head
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| yeah yeah loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street |