Here I am outside your house at 3 a.m.
Tryn to think you out of bed.
I whistle at your sill,
It echoes cross the street instead.

I never will forget.
I aint remembered yet.
Like mackeral in a net,
I forget to forget.

And you saw nothing in my eyes but yourself.
Nothing in my eyes.
I cant seem to find the same in no one else,
I guess its no surprise.

I never can forget.
I aint remembered yet.
Like mackeral in a net,
I forget to forget.

I forget to forget.
I forget to forget.
I aint remembered yet.