So all of these wonderful memories of you plague my aching head,
My eyes catch on fire and my throat dries up like a river
It’s like I’m stuck under this dark cloud with no end in sight
Like it’s coming down, crushing on me
I’m finding out that it’s migraine season now
My lonely fingers fidgeting with a ring
That isn’t there anymore; like a phantom limb
But today is the day I am letting go
I’m going to stand back up
I’ve got a tornado in my head
Like I’m spinning around
All the things that you said
But this had to happen
To find my true soul mate
She must be out there
He is telling me
So I’m done
Hanging on
I let go
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