Hides behind the camera
So he can
Shoot to
Forget
I was just a postcard from the gift shop
Left by
A tourist
And I've spent this long trying to pretend
That love
Don't exist
Do, do, do
I worry bout it
Do, do, do
I worry bout it
Found an old photo of you in a suitcase
Words stuck
In the throat
Gotta keep this little heart of mine
Full of air, and
Afloat
And there is no need to learn to swim, the
Beach boys have
Life boats
Do, do, do
I worry bout it
Do, do, do
I worry bout it
I try
To forget
Reach for the bright blue
There's glass you break through
To let go
But the bird
Already
Hit window
Radio aches with that song we used to sing
Lovely little
Melody
If there were still a possibility
There'd be no tunes and
No me
But I would've given it all up for
Your love
Jealousy
Do, do, do
I worry bout it
Do, do, do
I worry bout it
I try
To forget
Reach for the bright blue
There's glass you break through
To let go
But the bird
Already
Hit window
