Red piano leadsheet with chords

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street.

Faster than the wind, passionate as sin,

ending so suddenly.

Loving him is like try'n' to change your mind once you're already fly'n' through the free fall,

like the colours in autumn so bright,

just before they lose it all.

Losing him was blue like I'd never known,

missing him was dark grey, all alone.

Forgetting him was like try'n' to know somebody you never met.

But loving him was red.

Loving him was red.