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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 walked arond this house
Pullin' picutres off the walls
Just like I've done a hundred times before
Making sure I've got 'em 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 puttin' memories away
Well, yesterday I found your dress
I guess there's somethings 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 gatherin' all the years we spent together
I need to move on
'Cause I know that you're gone forever
But I'll make sure I've got the hard to find
Little things that make me think about you
'Cause I'm tired of this house
Always breaking me down, feeling blue
No, there's nothing left to say
I'm puttin' memories away
No, theres nothing left to say
I'm puttin' memories away