slowly the sun is setting
on the open book of my life
no reasons for forced forgetting
no time for pain and strife
pages have been revised and edited
by lies my memory told me
though my heart is to be credited
and i still feel i'm running on empty
love is the drug i'm strung on
addicted to hallucinations of me and you
the high never lasted long
always short, sweet, and long overdue
look past the pages i've removed
our story lies in that black ink
excluding that which could have been improved
you never were my missing link