I'm not someone who is kind to my feelings just so you know It's hard to tell you how much I think about you, easy to let you go I'm holding onto the taste of your lips, it's killing me slow I want it over and over again want you to get out of my head and me out my clothes
I want you to be More than a recent memory I want you to be More than a recent memory I want you to be More than a moment in history I want you to be More than a recent memory
I picture you on a dark night, flashes of red and gold Your hands on my body, we're so high dancing in clouds of smoke Wish I could tell you to stay, yeah pull me in and hold me close But I live it over and over again and every memory ends with me on my own
I want you to be More than a recent memory I want you to be More than a recent memory I want you to be More than a moment in history I want you to be More than a recent memory I want you to be A recent memory I want you to be A recent memory
