Photograph (Face the Music)

It's late night, but I'm struggling to fall asleep 'Cause I keep seeing faces that are no longer around And all the mistakes and losses my actions have caused Make me face the music every single day Last night I saw our photograph in your phone's case It made me think about just how fast life is 'Cause the people in it are not the ones we are now And I'm so scared, so scared of that Even though it hasn't been that long I don't think I could recognize the kids in the pic if I tried Soon enough we will drift apart and then, who knows If we'll remember this part of ourselves And now it's late night, but I can't fall asleep Seeing faces that are no longer around I miss the things that I can't have And I hate crying myself to sleep Now we're out again and the camera is on Everyone's smiling for pics and that's what we'll remember You may assume I'm happy, but don't trust my surface 'Cause deep inside, I'm breaking I've let myself and everyone down too many times to count And though I fight to get better, it always feels like there's something I missed So hide the breakdown behind your eyes And wipe away the tears so nobody knows (nobody knows) Now it's late night, but I can't fall asleep 'Cause I keep seeing faces that are no longer around I miss the things I never could've had And I hate crying myself to sleep A camera can capture the biggest moments of our lives And preserve memories so that they never fade Maybe someday I will give you a call And maybe it will feel like the old days again Some things fade away, some things always stay Can we forgive each other? Can we forgive ourselves? If there was a way for another chance, Would we take it? (Make me face the music every single day) (I hate crying myself to sleep) And now it's late night, but I can't fall asleep (again!) Tired of seeing faces that left long ago (so long ago!) I miss the way things used to be And I can't stop crying myself to sleep every night ('Сause deep inside, I'm breaking) A photograph can tell so much about a person's life The good old days, forever-captured memory But after all these years, do you still recognize me? How've you been? Are you still there?