Thanks for the memories

I'm gonna make it bend and break, it sent you to me without wait, say a prayer, but let the good times roll, in case God doesn't show, and I want these words to make things right, but it's the wrongs that make the words come to life, "who does he think he is?" If that's the worst you got better put your fingers back to the keys, one night and one more time thanks for the memories even though they weren't so great, he tastes like you, only sweeter, one night, yeah, and one more time thanks for the memories, been looking forward to the future, but my eyesight is going bad, and this crystal ball, it's always cloudy except for, when you look into the past, one night stand, they say I only think in the form of crunching numbers, in hotel rooms collecting page-six lovers, get me out of my mind, and get you out of those clothes, I'm a liner away, from getting you into the mood