Photograph
You define our life in photographs you saved;
That night, my hands around your waist
Your eyes, just starting into space

Tryna' get that light-en up
I'll take a few and then
I'll stop
I can't afford to lose
This shot
And maybe thie one, too

Sometimes
I don't mind
I think it's nice
To look back on our lives (sometimes)

But what about that night
We kissed
On 23rd and ninth?
We missed
The setting sun, but it
Was pliss
No polariod can capute this
But you insist
And persist
I can't imagine, if I left
That I'd be missed

So go ahead
No, it's fine
Take your pictures
I'll be fine
Before I've left
Be sure to get
My good side
(Mmm)