A little heart on a locket
With your picture inside
In colours black and blue
My face tucked in your wallet
Emptied and tossed aside
What your scissors grazed, will still remain forever looking back
I can't cut the habit
I've been walking around
On the bottom of your shoes
Said you wanted to travel
I've never been to America
Said you'd take me there
But that was way before
Oh, I'm giving up
Before I come undone
Oh, it's hard enough just to heal
I will heal
Remember how we started
That night a in little bar
Lead to sunday afternoon
Whiskey shots like a rocket
Spilling out onto street
A drunken poloroid I now avoid, still clinging to the fridge
So now what's the damage?
How do I get through
The hangover of you?
I can't keep living to borrow
Maybe I'll go to America
Where no one knows the pain, and I'll be free to dance again
Oh, I'm giving up
Before I come undone
Oh, it's hard enough just to heal
I will heal
Everything just changed
In a word you took my heart from full to see-through
Everything has changed
But the fact will still remain:
I can't shake my love for you
I'll find a life somewhere new
Away from the remanence of you
I'll find a life somewhere new
Maybe I'll go to America