Broken Pictures

I’ve been running through my head
Wondering when we’ll speak again
It’s not quite time
Now’s not right, oh
Just tell me how to clean this mess
I keep running through my head
Burning down at both my ends
I’ve lost sight
Of what’s mine, oh
Is that why I’m alone instead
Feels like lately I’ve been dead
Came back just to stay in bed
When it’s time
My alarm chimes
But I’ve been awake since
Last night and my eyes are red
Black circles encompass them
When asked why
I say I’m fine
And hide behind the tint
Cause lately
I’ve been looking back
Just Fumbling through the past
And lately
These broken pictures haunt me
They bring back bittersweet memories
A frame of time that’s passed me
I tear apart the frames as I scream
Like you tore me to pieces
Now I just tear apart at the seams
Like you tore me to pieces
Now I just tear apart at the seams
I’m meant to fall apart so it seems