camera roll

Don't go through your camera roll

So much you don't know

That you forgotten

What a trip, the way you can flip

Through all the good parts of it

I shouldn't have done it

Chronological order

And nothing but torture

Scroll too far back, that's what you get

I don't wanna see 'em, but I can't delete 'em

It just doesn't feel right yet, not yet

All the best, that's all that's left

Cruel evidence, it does me no favors

I should know, it's a place not to go

When I'm alone, I'll just feel bad later

Chronological order

And nothing but torture

Scroll too far back, that's what you get

I don't wanna see 'em, but I can't delete 'em

It just doesn't feel right yet, not yet

Hmm

Look at me, I'm living all alone

God, you're only living in my phone

Anyway, thanks

For all the nights and the days

And everything that you gave

I'll never erase it

There's one where we look so in love

Before we lost all the Sun

And I made you take it