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    LOVING HIM WAS RED :)

    "RED"




    Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street
    Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
    Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall
    Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all


    Losing him was blue like I'd never known
    Missing him was dark grey all alone
    Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
    But loving him was red
    Loving him was red


    Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
    Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
    Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer
    Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong


    Losing him was blue like I'd never known
    Missing him was dark grey all alone
    Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
    But loving him was red
    Oh, red
    Burning red


    Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
    Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
    But moving on from him is impossible
    When I still see it all in my head
    In burning red
    Burning, it was red


    Oh, losing him was blue like I'd never known
    Missing him was dark grey all alone
    Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
    'Cause loving him was red
    Yeah, yeah, red
    We're burning red


    And that's why he's spinnin' 'round in my head
    Comes back to me, burning red
    Yeah, yeah

    His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street






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