Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly

Loving him is like trying change to your mind
once you're already flying through the free fall

Like the colors in autumn, so bright, just before they lose it all
.
Losing him was blue, like I've never known

Missing him was dark grey, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving him was red

Loving him was red

.

Touching him was like realizing
All you ever wanted was right there in ront of you

Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song

Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword
And realizing there's no right answer

Regretting him was like wishing you'd never found out that love could that be strong
.
Losing him was blue, like I've never known
Missing him was dark grey, all alone

Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met

But loving him was red
.
Oh, red

Burning red
.

Remembering him comes in flashbacks, in echoes
Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible when I still see it all in my head

Burning red

Loving him was red
.

Oh, losing him was blue, like I've never known

Missing him was dark grey, all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met
Cause loving him was red

Yeah, yeah red

Burning red
.
And that's why he's spinning round in my head
Comes back to me, burning red

Yeah, yeah

His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
.