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 around 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 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 putting memories away

Well, yesterday I found your dress
I guess there's some things 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 gather 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 putting memories away
No, there's nothing left to say
I'm putting memories away