Wine.Women and Song

...
Loving him is like driving
a new Maserati down
a dead-end street
Faster than the wind
passionate as sin
ending so suddenly
Loving him is like
trying to change your mind
once you're already
flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn
so bright just before
they lose it all
Losing him was blue like
I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like
trying to know somebody
you never met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red
Touching him was like
realizing all you
ever wanted was right there
in front of you
Memorizing him was
as easy as knowing all the words
to your old favorite song
Fighting with him was like
trying to solve a crossword
and realizing
there's no right answer
Regretting him was like
wishing you never found out
that love could be that strong
Losing him was blue like
I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like
trying to know somebody
you never met
But loving him was red
Oh, red
Burning red
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now
gotta let go
But moving on from him is
impossible
When I still see it all in my head
In burning red
Burning, it was red
Oh, losing him was blue like
I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like
trying to know somebody
you never met
'Cause loving him was red
Yeah, yeah, red
We're burning red
And that's why he's spinning
'round in my head
Comes back to me
burning redYeah, yeah
His love was like driving
a new Maserati down
a dead-end street