I'm not someone who is kind to my feelings, just so you know

It's hard to tell you how much I think about you, easy to let you go

I'm holding onto the taste of your lips, it's killing me slow

I want it over and over again, want you to get out of my head and me out my clothes

I want you to be more than a recent memory

I want you to be more than a recent memory

I want you to be more than a moment in history

I want you to be more than a recent memory

I picture you on a dark night, flashes of red and gold

Your hands on my body, we're so high dancing in clouds of smoke

Wish I could tell you to stay, yeah, pull me in and hold me close

But I live it over and over again and every memory ends with me on my own

I want you to be more than a recent memory

I want you to be more than a recent memory

I want you to be more than a moment in history

I want you to be more than a recent memory

I want you to be a recent memory

I want you to be a recent memory