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, pulling pictures off the walls
Just like I've done a hundred times before
Just like I've done a hundred times before

Making sure I've got them all
Making sure I've got the hard to find
Little things that make me think about you
Cause I'm tired of this house
Always breaking me down, feeling blue
No, there's nothing left
No, there's nothing left to say
No, there's nothing left to say
I'm putting memories away
Well, yesterday I found your address
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 gathering all the years we spent together
I need to move on
Cause I know that you're gone
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 breaking me down, feeling blue
No, there's nothing left to say
I'm putting memories away
No, there's nothing left to say
I'm putting memories away
No, there's nothing left to say