Looking A Gift Horse in the Mouth

She called me captain.
I dragged her into the deepest seas.
What am I supposed to do now, with these pictures and these memories?
Now that I've thrown you away.
This is the last song I write for you.
Where is my closure?
You can find me, clinging to my sheets waiting for this new perspective that these hands are better off empty.
Now that I've thrown you away.
I'M STILL WAITING.
And we've parted ways, and I hope that you're happy.
Cause you, are the memory that just won't seem to fade.
You won't fade.
YOU ARE THE MEMORY THAT JUST WON'T SEEM TO FADE.