Red - Flies on the Square Egg

loving him was like

driving a new masareti down a dead end street

faster than the wind passionate

as sins ended so suddenly

loving him was like

trying to change your mind

once your already flying through the freefall

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 gray all alone

forgetting him was like

trying to know somebody you’ve never met

but loving him was red

loving him was red

touching him was like

realizing all you’ve ever wanted was right there in front of you

memorizing him was like

easy as knowing all the words to your own favorite song

fighting with him was like

trying to solve a crossword

and realizing there is no right answer

regretting him was like

wishing you never found out love could be that strong

losing him was blue like i’ve never known

missing him was dark gray all alone

forgetting him was like

trying to know somebody you’ve never met

but loving him was red

oh red

burning red

remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes

tell myself its time now

gotta let go

but moving on from him is impossible

and i could see it all in my head

burning red

loving him was red

oh losing him was blue like i’ve never known

missing him was dark gray all alone

forgetting him was like

trying to know somebody you’ve never met

cause loving him was red

yeah yeah red

burning red

and that’s why he’s spinning round in my head

comes back to me burning red

yeah yeah

his love’s like

driving a new masareti down a dead end street