Take back the things we did
Sell my memories when we were kids
To an auction and I won’t bid
I’m the jar and you shut the lid
I can’t get high enough to forget you
And I know you feel it too
Don’t hate you but wish I could
You moved on like I knew you would
Now I’m stuck in our neighborhood
You’re the fire and I’m the wood
I can’t get high enough to forget you
And I know you feel it too
I can’t get high enough
