I see the pad of my thumb
It wipes away my tears day after day
I can\'t remember what it feels to be happy
But then again I can\'t remember what anything feels like
I can\'t remember how your voice sounds late at night when you whisper \"I love you\"
I can\'t remember the way you held me when everything was falling apart
I can\'t remember the way your hands traced mine
I can\'t remember your smell
I can\'t remember how much you loved me
I can\'t remember
I can\'t