Pat-a-cake

[E]

I keep finding relics of the love I tried to forget
Favorite songs and roads we drove on
late at night when we first met
And I tried to ignore them 
but it's clear that I've done wrong
and I keep telling myself that 
I won't write another song about you, dear.

You'd think that 4 years' time 
would be enough to mend a wound
but I can't keep from taking off 
the bandages too soon
and now I've got these scars
that just won't heal, and no one to blame
except myself, and that just makes it 
so much harder to take.

I finally let myself hear 
all the songs we used to play,
and the songs we wrote together
when we were sure that we would make it someday.
Now they're all I've got to show,
and I wish I wouldn't cry
I've shed too many tears for you and
I'm tired of asking why you had to die.