Thomas Gut - Monte Carlo

Well, you said that I wasn't over you, and maybe you were right
So I went and wiped away the memories
Yeah, one man's pain is another man's gain
Now I've got a few dollars here in my pocket
Well, how could I love with a ghost of love past
Sitting in the shotgun seat breathing down her back
I was sick and tired of fighting, never coming out on top
So I slayed your ghost, cut its head right off
So you won't get the thrill of burning out one more flame
I've taken control, I'm holding the reins
Yeah, I needed it gone for me to let go
I sold your memory with the Monte Carlo

Well, I can't remember what went on in that old car
My memory's been wiped clean, so has my heart
Well, the weight's been lifted and the bond's been broken
Trial's over and the jury's spoken
And it looks like strangers is all we'll ever be
I had to move on, can't put that on me
If you see me around and it looks like I don't know
I sold your memory with the Monte Carlo

All those late night drive-ins, parked in the back,
All the days at the lake, we'd stop time in its tracks
Yeah, a thousand miles west to smell the mountain air
And a thousand miles east on a wild hare
And a trip down south into New York City
Spent the day in traffic, then the taxi hit
Yeah, miles and miles down road after road
Frozen moments that I'll always hold
But it's a shame to think that I drove them all alone
But I sold your memory with the Monte Carlo

Written by:
Thomas Gut

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