I remember the family PC
There was snow in the hallways
There was blood on my teeth
Growing blind to the butterflies around me,
knowing I'd remember it accurately
Like a joke I swear that I wrote,
I know I'm not alone in wondering
The vertigo of trying to get close to who I was before remembering
And I want it to be wrong
when it’s over and done
Is there really no happiness without this feeling?
Give me a drug
Bottle your love
Is there really no happiness without you near me?
Making love to the memory,
You'd think I’d been chasing the dragon,
You’d been watching me weep
Saying "Some things are better left remembered,"
How's that help me?
Well maybe it's my fault
'cause I’m so nostalgic
The sum of my habits had you sharing my accent
And you’re just like me
I feel like i trained you
I’ve been trying to change but I don't know how to change you
Ohh
Mmmm
And I want it to be wrong
When it’s over and done
Is there really no happiness without this feeling?
Give me a drug,
bottle your love
Is there really no happiness without you near me?
(Y'know Porter,
Some people die of nostalgia - so you better look out.
Just kidding!
Hahahahaha!
Good one!)