Red

Loving him is like driving a new

Maserati down a dead end street

Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly

Loving him is like trying to change your mind

once you're already flying through the free fall

Like the colors in autumn, so bright, just before they lose it all

Losing him was blue, like I've never known

Missing him was dark grey, all alone

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met

But loving him was red

loving him was red

Touching him was like realizing

All you ever wanted was right there in front of you

Memorizing him was as easy as knowing

all the words to your old favorite song

Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword

And realizing there's no right answer

Regretting him was like wishing

you'd never found out that love could be that strong

Losing him was blue, like I've never known

Missing him was dark grey, all alone

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met

loving him was red

Oh, red.

Burning Red.

Remembering him comes in flashbacks, in echoes

Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go

But moving on from him is impossible

when I still see it all in my head

In burning red

Burning, it was red

Oh, Losing him was blue, like I've never known

Missing him was dark grey, all alone

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met

'Couse loving him was red

Burning Red.

And that's why he's spinning around in my head

Comes back to me, burning red

His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street