I stack these magazines in the corner,
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(after I'm done with them)
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And I still got the same hopes that I started with,
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(that you'd be in one of them)
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My camera has shed some tears since you left him,
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With nothing, with nothing,
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How am I supposed to remember?
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I got the memories,
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But the memories fade baby,
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What am I gonna show to my kids girl?
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When I'm older and my mind is telling me to forget you,
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What's gonna make me remember?
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That's why I was always taking pictures, pictures
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Cause' I didn't wanna miss our thing, miss our thing
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Tell me how could you take the pictures, pictures
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When you knew they were all that I had left, nothing left
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They were part of our history, this story
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I was always taking pictures,
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Cause' I didn't wanna miss you so bad
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Miss you this bad, miss you so bad, miss you so
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We didn't make love we celebrated it's invention
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Confetti on the mattress I used to have those images,
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Tonight I came home, they were just embers in the fire,
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With my hard drive, almost no goodbyes
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How the hell am I supposed to remember?
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Tell me now, I got the memories,
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But the memories fade baby,
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What am I gonna show to my kids girl?
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When I'm older and my mind is telling me to forget you,
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What's gonna make me remember?
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That's why I was always taking pictures, pictures
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Cause' I didn't wanna miss our thing, miss our thing
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Tell me how could you take the pictures, pictures
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When you knew they were all that I had left, nothing left
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They were part of our history, this story
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I was always taking pictures,
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Cause' I didn't wanna miss you so bad
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Miss you this bad, miss you so bad, miss you so
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No video, no polaroid,
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No record of the love we had,
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My Nikon wasn't fast enough,
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To catch my heart break in half,
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No smiles in my picture frames, no,
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Just got them little basic ones that the picture frames come with,
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Models, wedding pictures, you know
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That's why I was always taking pictures, pictures
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Cause' I didn't wanna miss our thing, miss our thing
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Tell me how could you take the pictures, pictures
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When you knew they were all that I had left, nothing left
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They were part of our history, this story
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I was always taking pictures,
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Cause' I didn't wanna miss you so bad
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Miss you this bad, miss you so bad, miss you so
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Pictures
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| Conor Maynard |
