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It’s funny how photographs only capture the best
A pretty smile, a perfect dress, but now my heart’s a mess
I guess that’s why people sometimes burn their memories
But I just can’t strike the match on this one of you and me

We’re framed pretty like a picture hanging on a wall
But we’re faded like a tan line in the fall
And worst of all, forgotten
You were looking at me, I was looking at you
In that Polaroid we ignored the view
But now it’s all forgotten
Framed, faded, and forgotten

What was I thinking digging up this photo book?
Last year I locked it up and swore I’d never look
But then your birthday came and I thought it might be sweet
To sneak a peek of what we had before you had to cheat

We’re framed pretty like a picture hanging on a wall
But we’re faded like a tan line in the fall
And worst of all, forgotten
In that Polaroid we ignored the view
But now it’s all forgotten
Framed, faded, and forgotten

Damn these memories of love
I wish that I could rip them up

We’re framed pretty like a picture hanging on a wall
But we’re faded like a tan line in the fall
And worst of all, forgotten, forgotten
You were looking at me, I was looking at you
In that Polaroid we ignored the view
But now it’s all forgotten
Framed, faded, and forgotten

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