s*****xes Lyrics

Ten years down the road
I'll be cleaning out my closet
Getting rid of old clothes
And I reach behind my winter coat
And I stumble upon s*****xes filled with old ghosts
Why did I hang on to your pictures
Why did I hang on to that dress
Cause it kills me to see you
But it kills me not to
It kills me to remember, and it kills me to forget

So I suppose you'll be in every song I sing
If not written in my words
You'll be hidden in these strings
Cause how could I ever forget my first love
My first woman, first truth
First child from above
But why do I hang on to your pictures
Why have I not just thrown out that dress
Cause it kills me to see you
But it kills me not to
It kills me to remember, oh, and it kills me to forget
Oh
It kills me to see you
But it kills me not to
It kills me to remember
And it kills me to forget