Save Your Letters

Hung from the balcony to dry for a while
Left long enough to crumble, to a broken pile
And i’ll wear my ruined fabric, despite the stain
And i’ll chase you around no longer, that’s a younger man’s game
But if you’re called to reminisce, i’ll ask one favor
Save your letters for another one
Keep your tears, I’ve got my own
Take your future, i’ll stay here to guard the memory
'cause no one ever got hurt bein' alone