Listen.I don’t know how much I mean to you.But I can tell you that all I want to be to you is a memoryThings changeAnd unlike the seasons I wont be coming backI’m sorry I had to leave you like thisI’ve also had my share of lonely nights under an empty gray skyThat bleeds sorrow over everything it coversI know what we used to beI know I’m the one who stomped on the flowerAnd now I always find myself brushing the dust off the bottom of my shoeThat resembles everything we had that grew oldSo that I can get a better grip on this after tasteThe tears I lostThe regret I facedIt was worth itI let go of every lieAnd I’m leaving each one under your pillow tonightTo remind you of how things were before they feel apart