Sepia Photography Lyrics

confessions of the innocent
this feel, can you use it in a sentence?
she spells it out as we sit down
with this love inbetween her lips, she bit down
her lip freezes over, she slowly strip teases
upstairs... she knows what's waiting up there, there we go
as she ran my left hand across her hard wood floor
to be in open drawers as deep as ocean floor's all a hearts good for
but the black grounds crack from lightning and the sounds of animals fighting
the heart worn like a necklace, to get it off my chest
our lungs inside are breathless, the space apart might be the best idea
til then, enjoy it while it lasts

hate to say - i'm missing something (4x)

breathing swishers on a pier
watching dark ninja stars as they fall
i wish she was here i'd kiss her
tell my girl through a phone call it's not her fault
once again the pitcher threw us a curveball
she said she's just exercising, it's why she's breathing hard
i'm walking on glass shattered in salt shaven shards
coming home i see her photo on my phone that lights the keyhole
she didn't leave the front porch lamp on, wasn't me who left the toilet seat up
dinners in the microwave with a note "i might be late"
she's out getting coffee, but when we meet up she'll fall straight asleep
til then, enjoy it while it lasts

hate to say - i'm missing something (4x)