Lyrics

There used to be words here
But now they're gone, they made you sad
Constructing new, you see her smiling
And she is, smiling at you

Picture, frame it, you talk to yourself
Here come the feelings

His coffin two years ago
The last message never read
All the pictures in the house feel fake now
Step into the picture and relive the good times

Picture, frame it, talking trash
Here comes the flood

Feeling stuck in the process
I will do something differently
I change the form and the order
Leave a step or add one

He can see the disappointment
In her eyes, on her face
He curses himself
The guilt starts spreading

Picture, frame it, talking trash
Here comes the flood

Feeling stuck in the process
I will do something differently
I change the form and the order
Leave a step or add one