Photo stills

In your wallet with the unpaid bills

And you show it like it means something

You could never know the pain it brings

And here you are

Standing in our drive

(when absence suits you best)

Letters and your cards

With no return address

Now you come around

Now you come around

Your familiar sounds

We are your beautiful,

We are your beautiful mistake.

Waiting for this day

Well I memorized the things i'd say

How you broke her when you disappeared

How I hear her say,

"You'd make your father proud."

It echoes through the years

As if I could forget all a mother's tears

No, don't say a word

Leave while you still can

Put out your light

Now I guess you're going

A figure through the door

And your taillights faded

Like twenty years before