You can't continue this way
It's up to you to let those feelings fade
Delete those memories throw them away
All the photos
Good times
It's sad to see them walk out of your life
Sometimes you wish you could just hit rewind
But in your mind
You know you're better off these days
You know things had to be this way
And if they were the one
Then they would've stayed, they would've stayed
What a mess we made
What a tragedy
It's so sad to see
Gotta hit delete, on every photo of you of me
What a mess we made
What a tragedy
It's so sad to see
Gotta hit the weed, every time I stop and dream
What a mess we made