old memory

i've got a pocket full of money i shouldn't spend

to drink him away again

my heart stops cold in my chest

there he is in the back of the bar

looking his best

he passes me by and grabs a stranger's hand

he pulls her on the floor to dance

oh no

i don't understand

he don't even know who i am

he's just an old memory

that don't remember me

and i can't get over him

though it's been so long since he chose to leave

and i'm a grown woman

i should've already set myself free

from that old memory that don't remember me

he don't remember me

but i remember the smell of his cologne

and tonight he has it on

and i remember the feel of his skin

and i can't help but go back there again

no

he's just an old memory

that don't remember me

and i can't get over him

though it's been so long since he chose to leave

and i'm a grown woman

i should've already set myself free

from that old memory that don't remember me

he don't remember me