This hope is treacherous
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words
to my old favorite song
The story of us looks like a tragedy
And I said
Don't read the last page
This ain't for the best
I want your midnights
I want your dreary Mondays
I want your complications
This is how it works
The rest of the world was black and white
You're the one I want
Isn't it delicate
Cause loving him was red
Cause we were both young when I first saw you