[Part I: The Manuscript]

[Verse 1]
Now and then, she rereads the manuscript
Of the entire torrid affair
They compared their licenses
He said, "I'm not a donor but
I'd give you my heart if you needed it"
She rolled her eyes and said
"You're a professional"
He said, "No, just a good samaritan"
He said that if the sex was half as good as the conversation was
Soon, they'd be pushin' strollers
But, soon, it was over

[Verse 2]
In the age of him, she wished she was thirty
And made coffee every morning in a Frеnch press
Afterwards, she only atе kids' cereal
And couldn't sleep unless it was in her mother's bed
Then she dated boys who were her own age
With dart boards on the backs of their doors
She thought about how he said since she was so wise beyond her years
Everything had been above board
But she wasn't sure
[Part II: Red]

[Bridge]
And remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself "It's time now, gotta let go"
But moving on from him is impossible
When I still see it all in my head
In burning red
In re-e-ed
Re-e-ed, re-e-ed, loving him was red
Re-e-ed

[Chorus]
Losing him was blue like I've never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
'Cause loving him was red

[Post-Chorus]
Re-e-ed
Re-e-ed
Re-e-ed
Oh, red
Re-e-ed

[Part III: The Manuscript]
[Bridge]
And the years passed like scenes of a show
The professor said to write what you know
Lookin' backwards might be the only way to move forward
Then the actors were hitting their marks
And the slow dance was alight with the sparks
And the tears fell in synchronicity with the score
And at last, she knew what the agony had been for

[Outro]
The only thing that's left is the manuscript
One last souvenir from my trip to your shores
Now and then, she rereads the manuscript
But the story isn't mine, anymore