I threw our rings into a box

Filled with broken memories and fool's gold

And I woke up again last night

In this lonely bed without you to hold And I walked around this house

Pullin' pictures off the walls

Just like I've done a hundred times before

Makin' sure I've got 'em all Makin' sure I've got the hard to find

Little things that make me think about you

'Cause I'm tired of this house

Always breakin' me down, feelin' blue No, there's nothin' left to say

I'm puttin' memories away Well, yesterday I found your dress

I guess there's some things I missed in our room

But it didn't break me down

The second that I found it like it used to With red wine and tears

I've been gatherin' all the years we spent together

I need to move on

'Cause I know that you're gone forever But I'll make sure I've got the hard to find

Little things that make me think about you

'Cause I'm tired of this house

Always breakin' me down, feelin' blue No, there's nothin' left to say

I'm puttin' memories away

No, there's nothing left to say

I'm puttin' memories away

Yeah yeah, yeah yeah