Photograph (2) टैब्स

Verse 1
The photographs, they aren't content
Growing wrinkled old pages torn and corners fold
Just like I am not content
Writing poems not to send, praying for the end
I'll hold my breath please make it slow, you know I deserve it
With my last six bleeding words I breathe, break my heart don't hurt it
Chorus
If life was like a movie maybe we could go down together
Hand in hand, cameras rolling forever
But this is not story ending and I am no Casanova
There's no prize for admitting we let emotion take over
Verse 2
Scrap books kept and lost
They were tossed aside like Sunday nights
The memories bleed away
Like romance novels and daytime dramas
I'll hold my breath please make it slow, you know I deserve it
With my last six bleeding words I breathe, break my heart don't hurt it
Chorus
If life was like a movie maybe we could go down together
Hand in hand, cameras rolling forever
But this is not story ending and I am no Casanova
There's no prize for admitting we let emotion take over
Bridge
And I will always remember that night
We laid and counted down the sunlight
In your yard underneath the stars
Watching the silence in each others eyes
Chorus
If life was like a movie maybe we could go down together
Hand in hand, cameras rolling forever
But this is not story ending and I am no Casanova
There's no prize for admitting we let emotion take over