I threw our rings into a box Filled with broken memories and fool's gold And I woke up again last night in this lonely bed without you to hold And I walkeda rond this house pulling picutres off the walls Just like I've done a hundred times before Making sure I've got them all Making sure I've got the hard to find Little things that make me tink about you Cause I'm tired of this house always breaking me down feeling blue No there's nothing left to say I'm putting memories away <♪> Well yesterday I found your dress I guess there's something I missed in our room But it didn't break me down the second that I found it like it used to With red wine and tears I've been gathering all the years we spent together I need to move on Cause I know that you're gone forever But don't make sure I've got the hard to find Little things that make me tink about you Cause I'm tired of this house always breaking me down feeling blue No there's nothing left to say I'm putting memories away No theres nothing left to say I'm putting memories away