I walk down this endless road
the only road that i have ever known
I walk alone with no possessions,
No friends no life lessons
Nothing but a memory

I walk to light up an old flame, an old attraction
I do this for no one.
Just for personal satisfaction.
I walk to find nothing
Nothing but a memory

I think of all the times I've lied, ive cried, ive cut
I think of all the people ive let down
And i wonder but for what?
Nothing. Nothing at all.
Nothing but a memory

It seems crazy
the places people go
The crazy things that people do for memories
We try to bring them back
Even though deep down we know that were only killing ourselves

Some people spend their whole lives trying to forget
But youll never forget your first love
Memories can make us do crazy things, terrible things,
But for what?
Nothing. Nothing but a memory