What If I Can't Forget You?

"I'll be ok", is that what you want me to say? 'Cause it's broken. And you were just about to tell me how you meant that you were sorry. And the nights we spent... I know they meant the world to you or maybe that was just pretend. In keeping track of every note, on every page... the things you wrote. Our cherry flavored kisses, while I taste them, do you miss it?

-Mayday Parade