mercy of my memory

in the house that used to be warm
that used to be loud
I can see my breath
I can hear the music playing outside
playing outside
did you all have to be leaving at once?
will one of you look back
don't expect me to be happy
don't expect me to wave goodbye

oh I am at the mercy of my memory
and so I choose to forget
oh I am at the mercy of my memory
and so I choose to forget

do you hear my voice
does it move you
does it soothe you
does it move you
does it soothe you

Since you have gone I have lost my arms
and my guitar
I'm like a little kid who needs a band-aid
to prove that she is broken
but don't you call me, don't you console me
I'm not as little as I look
I can kick your ass and I will if I have to
I'm not waiting for you

cause I am at the mercy of my memory
and so I choose to forget

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