There's a box under his bed
That he never opens up
But tonight he pulls it out
'Cause he's come to look for
Evidence of what he feels
Pointless tears
Wasted years
Well he pulls some relics out
Studies each and every one
Well he reads between the lines
One last time before he
Breaks the spell that held him down
Those sentences that sentenced him
'Cause nothing lasts
The setting sun's become a sinking ship
Chained to the helm
Looks like he's going down
Love like that
Never should have come
Never should have went
As he feeds into the fire
One by one he's dimly aware
He may have learned a thing or two
But tuition wasn't cheap
And he's only got these
Foggy notions of what he paid
To see
Burning records of a dead love
Now he knows
Sometimes even love is not enough
A road that forks
Quick just like a surgeon's scalpel
And he finds
Sometimes he can't even see her face
It's been so long
Memories fade like old newspaper
And he feels
He'll never find a love like that again
God only knows
There must be something better