I can usually forget you,
with the help of some whiskey or wine.
They help me forget that
you once were only mine

I can usually force you out of my mind
but only at the expense of my liver
because the thought of you
can still make me shiver

But for some reason tonight
it seems like you don't want to vanish
Maybe it's the same reason that makes
my heart say that we ain't finished

Or maybe I've gotten simply tired
of trying to push you out of my heart
A heart that you so fully
used to own every little part


I've run out of ideas of how
to forget you and you won't to tell me
What secret do you so carefully guard
that makes you the future see?