Anymore

I remember this place vauely.
I think it was in my dreams.
Or maybe just my fanatasies.
Could you refresh my memories, please?

I'm always forgetting,
Always forgotten.
Or maybe I just don't want to remember.
Your kiss, your arms, as soft as cotton.
Your warmth and love,
kept me warm in December.

But I'm still not loving you.
Baby, I still hate you.
It won't be how it was before.
I'm just not loving you anymore.