The crumpled bedspread, now only an evidence,
My cheek stained red, reducing my resistance,
An aroma in the bathroom, a feel to cherish,
A beer-bottle and a perfume, a taste I relish.

And now...
Those sweet memories..
I hold on to them tight and live again the nights,
Sweet memories..
I think and become insane and creeps over the pain,
Oh, bittersweet memories..

On the floor, the rose trampled,
My solitary heart, bed-dazzled,
As I think of..
Those sweet memories..


I hold on to them tight and live again the nights,
Sweet memories..
I think and become insane and creeps over the pain,
Oh, bittersweet memories..

Those bittersweet memories..

Oh.. these bittersweet memories of me and you..
Oh honey come back..
I'll show you I love you you....

Oh memories..

These bittersweet memories...

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