It's funny, the things you remember
Well not so much funny
That's not the right word
How could it be? It's only five letters long
And how could five letters
Explain the crooked laughter
That slips through the cracks in my moral code
When I think about everything you forgot
How could you remember every road sign that leads you to church
And forget that you were my heaven
How could you remember the worlds to all the songs on your favorite CD
And forget that you were my music
I know you remember my birthday
But you must have forgotten that I was born to love you
Five letters can do more damage
To a soul
When they are written on the last piece of paper
You'll fold into an envelope with my name on it
That five letters isn't so
Funny
When it's your name signed messily
Under goodbye
