We always seem to fit like a tight dress 
You were beautiful, I was obsessed 
Occupy my time just to get through 
And try and figure out how to get you 
Acoustic guitar just for you in the car 
Walks in the park had you home before dark 
Poetry readings and dinner proceedings 
You showed me something those days they meant nothing 
 [bad word]  
What the [bad word] am I supposed to do? 
I can't forgive and forget you [x2] 
What the [bad word] am I supposed to do 
I thought I'd forgive you 
But now I forget you 

I always showed you off like a prom queen 
You were Norma Jean I was James Dean 
Sitting thinking in my bedroom 
So here's a few things that I went through: 
Romantic movies, and money, and jewelry 
Vacations and flowers on special occassions 
Purses and lockets paid out of my pocket 
Diamonds and dresses, 
F*ck, you're expensive! 
 [bad word]  
What the [bad word] am I supposed to do 
I can't forgive and forget you [x2] 
If you were in my shoes what would you do? 
I thought I'd forgive you, but now I forget you 

[BRIDGE] 
I can't forgive, 
I can't forget 
I can't forgive 
And I can't forget 
YOU 
You reached down in my chest and grabbed my soul 
How could I forget? 

[2nd [bad word]  

I can't forgive 
I can't forget