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