Back Through The Lens

Take my picture, take my life
She said: I promise I can fix ya, if you give me a try
Well, baby, there ain't no light in broke down fixtures
A thousand words would be much simpler than staring through my filter

These days we skate over these frames
All of impressive construct
We end up in a box no one glued to us
I spend my days creating chains
All because I think it's what you want
But I don't know anymore which is the real one

We're both looking for a way out
And I scream first I love you more when it's down
Don't run, don't hide from what you want to figure out
'Cuz I'm likely there when you fall

These days we skate over these frames
All of impressive construct
We end up in a box no one glued to us
I spend my days creating chains
All because I think it's what you want
But I don't know anymore which is the real one

So we go back through the lens
Back to those good times that we've been given
Sift through the ones we want to forget

These days we skate over these frames
All of impressive construct
We end up in a box no one glued to us
I spend my days creating chains
All because I think it's what you want
But I don't know anymore which is the real one

(I'm sorry)
They don't know [?]
(I'm sorry)
I keep feeling you
(I'm sorry)
Tell me what to say
(You're sorry)