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’d 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

Yeah 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 never found out that love could be that strong

Losing him was blue like I’d 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

Yeah red

Burning red

Remembering him comes in flashbacks and 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

Burning red

Losing him was blue like I’d 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

Yeah red

Burning red

Burning red