I don't want to be the photograph you hold so tightly in your hands

When you remember good times you enjoyed back when you were a younger man 

The photograph that takes you back in time

The one that makes you wish you still were mine 

I don't want to be the sweater I left somewhere lying at your place

The perfume still reminds you of the smile I used to wear across my face 

The sweater that you hold, you won't let it go

But if you hold on to it, she will know 

 

I don't want to be the music you forget to play

I don't want to be the words you never get to say 

Baby please, don't make me

A memory 

 

I don't want to be the silver lining you see on your wedding day

And when you're making love, you close your eyes and hope the color fades away 

The silver that you see when you look in her eyes

You chose what was safe and what was wise 

I don't want to be the record you play when you're drunk and all alone 

The one you only play when your wife and your children aren't at home 

The one that makes you wish you could do it all again

The melancholy melody your friend 

 

I don't want to be the music you forget to play

I don't want to be the words you never get to say 

Baby please, don't make me

A memory