How do I deal with your memory now
That all the games we played are done
So the story has two different endings
What's mine is yours and what's yours is mine
How do I escape from your grasp
Your conscience clean but my mind in shock
It's a different way to feel
How to feel what isn't real
If you're not here
So I
Move on the best way I can
I thank God for all the things of us you kept
Because the memories are enough
To keep me in check with my feelings
Of loneliness