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