I never look back at it, but it's always in front of me It's always worth the hurt, but I know it's hurting me I'll never let go of it because it's all that's going for me I'll put it in the past when the past is history A perfect example is all the things it's done to me I think I might lose my mind, but not my memory A perfect example is what we all wish we could be I think I might lose my mind I think I might lose my mind You think you might lose your mind But not the memory, means a lot to me