I remember the day you told me you were leaving.
I remember the makeup running down your face.
And the dreams you left behind, you didn’t need them.
Like every single wish we ever made.
I wish that I could wake up with Amnesia,
And forget about the stupid little things.
Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you,
And the memories I never can escape,
'Cause I'm not fine at all.