You turn me off on the push of a button
and you pretend that I don't mean nothing
I'm not a saint that's easy to tell
But guess what honey you ain't no angel
You like to scream use words as a weapon
Well go ahead take your best shot woman
I wanna leave you it's easy to see
But guess what honey it's not that easy

We get [bad word] 
This finger's for our memories

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say
Take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories

I [bad word] - Escape from your prison
But when I leave I feel somethingis missing
I'm not afraid that's easy to tell
This can't be heaven it feels like I'm in [bad word] 
You're like a [bad word] that I can't stop taking
I want more and I can't stop craving
I still want you it's easy to see
but guess what honey you're not that good for me

We get [bad word] [bad word] 
This finger's for our memories

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say
So take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories

Just bittersweet memories

We get [bad word] [bad word] 
This finger's for our memories

We get [bad word] [bad word] 
This finger's for our memories

So rip my pictures from your wall
Tear them down and burn them all
Light the fire and walk away
There's nothing left to say
So take the ashes from the floor
Bury them to just make sure
That nothing more is left of me
Just bittersweet memories

Oooohhh
ooohhhh

There's nothing left to say

Ohhhh
oohhhh

There's nothing left to say