Transam relations visit my dreams It just won't let me be They say that it is all over now that she's gone The past is why they called up to me I'm not to lazy to worry Or too nervous to even steal But it was never enough for her Or at least that is how she made me feel Old clothes and worn out shoes, Empty bottles and I put this way past due On the table a note that she had wrote That said I'll allways remember you I'll allways remember you Old clothes and worn out shoes, Empty bottles and I put this way past due On the table a note that she had wrote That said I'll allways remember you I'll allways remember you Oh I'll allways remember you