To remember november.

It's funny how some of the best memories can destroy you...
remembering how it was before she started to avoid you.
Music bringing back those feelings that took you to the top
when she lent you that iPod.
And now you're at the lowest so it starts to annoy you.
And you entertain the idea to wipe it all clean to have a spotless mind
but watching that movie only proves that there's the eternal sunshine
always making its way through cracks, which then burrows to the surface.
And somehow you remember what you forgot...now your eyes burn like a furnace.
So you put up a front, just like the Ray Ban's you shade your eyes
so other people wouldn't be like, "aww...are you alright?"
No shit...You'll be like, "Yeah, I'm good"
Lying through your teeth, and there you stood.

...and you thought you've had it all understood.

So your heart proves the contrary, while your mind tried as best as it could.
Should'a been more sure by being ensured with Eastwood.(hah!)
And now it all subsides because logic starts to smack you back to poise,
but sometimes is comes back to haunt you like caspers because it ain't your choice.