Your photos and letters scattered across my floor.
Retracing every one of them.
Rereading all of yesterday and the rest.
It's not something we can live in.
And you can't keep your life on hold.
Don't pretend we're not fading.
And oh, how you had me at the edge of my seat,
On the tip of my toes,
Left me wondering what's in your head.
Signing all your letters.
"Forever, only me."
Hiding in all your photographs.
Kept me wondering.
So, tell me what I've done wrong
Tell me what it means behind all your letters
Explain if your smiles are real in my photographs.
Don't confess you're into it.
Don't confess this is the end of it.
This song isn't close to over
Not even close to over. [x4]