I'm gonna put you on replay,
and replay,
over and over again...
Cause I have
this happy depression,
or maybe depressed happiness;
whatever it is,
only depression would be,
if it wasn't for your existence,
and the memories I hold on to...
So I will put you on replay,
and replay,
over and over again;
could never get tired
of hearing you,
of seeing you,
of feeling you,
of loving you...
