How’s an old gold watch take up so much space You’re gone and time don’t keep the same I could pay the rent on this empty house Shoulda pawned it and I would had the money by now Why am I still holdin on To something I don’t even want We keep our little memories in a drawer Till the lonely leaves em scattered crossed the floor In a story in a song Some are good and some good n gone Some feel just like before Till we don’t need em anymore Your names on a number in my phone And I’d pick it up if I was alone But You ain’t even tried to call And I'm still sleeping with the ringer on You aint ever coming back I should just erase it but I can't We keep our little memories in a drawer Till the lonely leaves em scattered crossed the floor In a story, in a song Some are good and some good n gone Some feel just like before Till we don’t need em anymore Sometimes the box beneath my bed Gets inside my head Am I'm holdin on to prove it happened Or cause I'm bad at letting go It don’t matter either way That’s where it’s gonna stay Either toss it or keep addin Truth is I don’t really know Why I keep our little memories in a drawer Till the lonely leaves em scattered crossed the floor In a story, in a song Some are good and some good n gone Some feel just like before, how's it feel just like it did before Till we don’t need em anymore