Text: Of Montreal. Cherry Peel. I Can't Stop Your Memory.

I can't stop your memory
From breaking my heart
Devils were laughing so loud
I couldn't hear the radio

In the dark bags become
Sneaking devils waiting to pounce
And display impressive claws
I might wink at them before they land

I can hear my heart beat
Across the room behind the closet door
When I'm laying in my bed in the dark
I can't gather all the love I need when I need it

I'm not mad I understand that that's the price
And all is forgiven in the end
If your heart was in the right place
If you lived an honest life, if you tried

I can't stop your memory
From breaking my heart
Devils were laughing so loud
I couldn't hear the radio