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 gray, all alone
forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've 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 gray, all alone
forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
but loving him was red, oh red, burning red

remembering [bad word] 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

losing him was blue, like i’d never known
missing him was dark gray, all alone
forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
cause loving him was red, yeah yeah red, burning red

and that’s why he’s spinning around in my head [bad word] back to me in burning red
loving him is like driving a new maserati down a dead end street