Would you forgive just to carry on?
She just found that mind sets would set her below
She portrays what you behold, now she's free from your control
Turn of the phone, now it's good bye
You see the past like a photograph
Nothing is as perfect or kind as it seems
Nothing will perpetuate, you will have what you create
Turn of the phone, have a good time
Life's like a photogram
Never seems to carry on
Burn all the photographs, baby
It's inside what troubles you now
It's inside what troubles you now
You have a hole you just wanna cover up
You will rejoice in distraction
Tiny bits of music and books and T.V
When diving in though the memories
You'll be scared of drown in you emotions
Would you connect to the painful
Clarity of knowing you're not who you were
Firewalking though the shade, never walk that path again
Turn off the phone, have a new life
Life's like a photogram
Never seems to carry on
Burn all the photographs, baby
It's inside what troubles you now
It's inside what troubles you now
You have a hole you just wanna cover up
It's inside what troubles you now
It's inside what troubles you now
You have a hole you just wanna cover up