Ctrl + Alt + Del

What if I turned this off?

Delete all of the memories.

I sometimes preach out loud, without fearing the cost.

Delete all of my energy.

Every milestone I hit, it came with some loss.

I repeat at this trajectory.

Cause I lost you and all of your empathy.

Since you tossed out all of our favorite remedies.

I gassed up the Cherokee, drove for miles without needing one sip of Hennessy.

Replaying all of the arguments and penalties.

Divorce? Is this recourse for all of my tendencies?

I need to know how angry I made you, that friction will show the bigger piece.

Delete all of your memories.

Our pictures were replaced, the cobwebs took your face.

My energy depleted.

I stampeded towards your heart, just to see all of its broken little parts.