If it were a little colder it’d be snowing

Just like that winter night in your Boston apartment

We were making out on your couch and you told me you loved me for the first time

If it were a little colder I’d be cryin’

But I’m just watching the rain fall on the pavement

So I keep denying you’re on my mind

Oh I’ve been in love two times since then

I don’t know why I keep coming back

You’re just a memory

Playing your tricks on me

Remember that Sunday night we got high at the movies

Snuck in a bottle of wine and our own box of candy

It all melted in my hand and we laughed so hard I forgot I was leaving

If you were a little softer you would’ve come with me

Driven that sixteen hours down to Tennessee

But I’m glad you didn’t come you’d hate it here

I’ve been in love two times since then

I don’t know why I keep coming back

You’re just a memory

Playing your tricks on me