Lyrics:Yearbook
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A picture in the yearbook staring me down All year with this morbid infatuation I can touch her and I hear her voice to me It calls, and all my bravery (voice it calls to me) Falls grounded by the thought of it all (and I'm losing bravery) An idol in the yearbook chasing me in my head I'm mistaken I am making her more than a person could've been But I believe in my own lies instead of pain it's anger I feel (I believe my lies) Because I made it unreal in my head (And I payed the price) She is real, I am crushed Lost up here, lost in a rush woah oh Details are killing me and I am torn away From all the little things she'd say Picture in a nice frame Real nice firewood now More than contentment I wish I understood now why I'm stuck here in this place I can't move away She is seared, I am scarred No matter what I say She is real, I am crushed Lost up here, lost in a rush woah oh Details are killing me and I am torn away From all the little things she'd say All the idiosyncrasies are what everyone can not see Should've never succeeded this far All the idiosyncrasies are what drive me The images distorted and scarred Yeah She is real, I am crushed Lost up here, lost in a rush woah oh Details are killing me and I am torn away From all the little things she'd say