Photographs

Wish that I took more photographs of us

Said goodbye, now our love's collecting dust

Just a memory of you is not enough

Wish that I took more photographs of us

I can't believe that left me feeling so low

I was just at Nan's going through old photos

And you ain't in any of them, you're barely in any of em'

Three or four of em', I wish you were in more of em'

I just wish there were more of 'em

'Cause now all I got is memories

And I cry, but that river's run dry

If only time was something money could buy

Goodbye

But it ain't

With words there's only so many pictures I can paint

And I'm running out of film now

There's only so many pictures I can take

How does Faith feel looking at pictures of Biggie?

How does Courtney feel looking at pictures of Kurt?

Is the pain worth the thousand words? I love you

But I hate looking at pictures of you 'cause it hurts

Wish that I took more photographs of us

Said goodbye, now our love's collecting dust

Just a memory of you is not enough

Wish that I took more photographs of us

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

I wish that I took more photographs of us

We all thought we'd live forever

We all thought that the moments'd last

But the moments don't last, the moments pass

And the only thing that lasts is the photographs

But what about the pictures we didn't take?

What about the moments that we forget?

What about the memories that we've lost

That only leave you full of feelings and regret

Over the people we neglected

And the time we took for granted

When all you can do is close your eyes

And hope that the memories develop in the darkness

Like photos do

I wish I had a time machine and a photo booth

I know to grow I gotta learn to let go

But I just wish I had something I could hold on to

Wish that I took more photographs of us

Said goodbye, now our love's collecting dust

Just the memory of you is not enough

Wish that I took more photographs of us

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

I wish that I took more photographs of us

Last time we met I saw a change in you

You sat there calm and explained the truth

How addiction ain't nothin' but greed

And you could just eat the whole world like a Baby Ruth

And you got under my skin

All the nights that eyes rolled, sunken in gin

'Cause I don't want you to go die like Owen

And, bruv, I really wish I had a picture of him

Wish that I took more photographs of us

Said goodbye, now our love's collecting dust

Just the memory of you is not enough

Wish that I took more photographs of us

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Wish that I took more photographs of us