Last evening, i turned by the pages of time And tore out the chapters when you were mine I attempted to cut out the memories of you And paste in some new ones, far better an' true True I searched through the chapters, referring to hearts For the one with the caption: "till d**h do us part." I ripped at each letter an' i tore at each word I screamed at your memory an' nobody heard Nobody heard But your memory's determined, and chances are few Of my ever finding a replacement for you It depserately clings to the floor of my mind And fights for its place in the pages of time