Lyrics

I take the photographs down from the wall
Is what we had no use to your at all
You say that I?m old fashioned; you say I?m out of touch
But is it wrong to want your love so much

I throw a few old things inside a case
I?m innocent 'til guilty, read my face
You?ll need forensic experts, to prove that I was here
You want me gone - you?ve made it very clear

I am history; I am vanished, disappeared without a trace
You turn the pages of your memory, and forget my face

Forget my face

The pillow on the bed, where your head lay
A single lock of hair as if to say
I?ll bear you no Ill feelings; there won?t be a grudge
And yes it?s true, I want you love so much

And there?s my suitcase standing in the Hall
Sits alone and says it all
But where my final witness, alibi, last ditch appeal
Do you know the way you make me feel

I am history; I am vanished, disappeared without a trace
You turn the pages of your memory, and forget my face

Forget about my face
Forget about my face
Forget about my face
Forget about my face