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've 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'd never found out that love could be that strong 

Losing him was blue, like I've 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 

Oh, red 
Burning red 

Remembering [bad word] in flashbacks, in 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 
Burning red 
Loving him was red 

Oh, losing him was blue, like I've 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 
Burning red 

And that's why he's spinning round in my head  [bad word] back to me, burning red 
Yeah, yeah 
His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street