You cried a lot when they took the car
I hated how it would never start
You said I threw out our souvenirs
It was like I erased those years
I chased him down in the pouring rain
Excuse moi monsieur but I need those plates
He rolled his eyes as I tore them off
Now I'm crying and I can't stop
I wonder if you still have those plates
Or if they got thrown away?