Memories Dead On The Floor

(David Cornwall )

I'm not 100% sure how I would react to a partner engaging in the Tinder two step but I think this is how it would go down.

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V 1.
Counting cracks on the ceiling at night, curtains drawn with the lights on
Waiting for your lights to turn into the drive
It burns when I take a peak, car light shows ya fixing your hair
Respect for you gone, I’m climbing the walls
Is he the reason you choose to be late
Memories deep ya left at our gate
Like a flame to a moth, Memories dead on the floor

V 2.
I’ve never wanted expected too much
Kind words, a gentle touch, from the woman I use to adore
The way ya looked in my eyes
Now wine covered walls of despise
With the shards of glass
Memories dead on the floor

Chorus
Is he the reason you choose to be late
Memories deep ya left at our gate
Like a flame to a moth, memories dead on the floor

Interlude

Bridge
I sleep like a baby at night
No care for your lights in my drive
Holding the woman not fixing her hair
Changed out the bed, removed glass from the floor 
Painted colour over wine stained walls
Like a flame to a moth
Memories dead on the floor

(Chorus)

Outro
He was the reason you chose to be late
He’s the reason I’m climbing the walls
Like a flame to the moth, memories dead on the floor
New reason to love fills my heart, sometimes love makes a new start 
Like a flame to a moth
Memories dead on the floor
Dead on the floor
Dead on the floor
© David Cornwall  2023