Trapped inside this picture frame
all I feel is fear and shame.
You are out there somewhere, dear,
looking in at me.
Trapped inside this frame of mind,
shadows dance beneath the light.
We are sleeping in my bed,
dying in your dreams.
How will I talk my way through this?
Broken hearts are hard as hell to fix,
but in the time it takes you to forget me
your eyes will fall on someone to replace me.
Guilty conscience curls the edge
in the fires of our flesh.
I will take this punishment
without a last request.
I will take this punishment
without a last request.
I can't talk my way through this.
Broken hearts cannot be fixed,
but in the time it takes you to forget me
your eyes will fall on someone to replace me.
Your eyes will fall on someone to replace me.
Your eyes will fall on someone to replace me.
