You say let our love grow
it can only get stronger
I say just let it go
it won’t last much longer
Only Hamlet makes any sence,
feeling the instinct like a child
sitting with Ophelia on the fence
He’s just forgotten how to smile

It’s the question you don’t know how to ask
The empty house, the mirror, the mask
I can remember it all from the beginning
the smile you gave and heart I left spinning

There’s a picture of you in the corner
right behind my TV set
maybe I should have warned you
about the way I sometimes get

When I was ready to talk there was nothing to say
the road behind just leads back to LA
I don’t know much about the things you’ll forget
like the nights I was leaving or the day that we met

A storm flies in the window
and out the back door
When I think of you it blows
from the ceiling to the floor
What’s hidden in the attic
you know the cops are on their way
listen you can hear the static
but not what it has to say

You were unsure and I didn’t have the time
you said you were worried, I was feelin fine
Upstairs I left you our memories in a box
the cards and stars, matchbox cars, the ivory and rocks

There’s a picture

Someones got to take the blame, someones got to wait
someones got to draw the map, someones got to gate
someones got to have the key to open every lock
You were keeping time while I ran like a clock

There’s a picture

Someones

There’s a picture