Misremember

Truth be told, I knew you would run Anxious was I for someone to love My strings are broken, but you took my hand Knowing your trouble, I gave you a chance Once was I love you, but now a regret I spent my last breath on your cigarette It's too late, the love's gone And it holds the past against us The truth hates a love song But it's nice to misremember you It's nice to misremember you I couldn't find a picture of us Jealousy turned diamonds to dust Last I recall, it was you in my arms We spent our summer both chasing the sun Hearts can turn cold and the memories fade 'Cause I don't remember you feeling this way It's too late, the love's gone And it holds the past against us The truth hates a love song But it's nice to misremember you It's nice to misremember you (Misre—, misremember you) Nice to misremember you It's too late, the love's gone And it holds the past against us The truth hates a love song But it's nice to misremember you It's nice to misremember you