Let's read your yearbook in the dark
Where is Mark
Cause he lives for shit like this
They've all gone, gone to bed but in my head
I'm a picture that you point to
Like "Oh him? Sat in front. What a catch, What a dream he was"
Never thought It'd come true
Never thought I could have you
With all my imperfections, why am I still here?
Staring in a mirror as my eyes well up with tears
I just stand and grasp at moments
Moments long since past and wonder if my heart still beats as fast
And now we're walking in the park
Hear him bark! I still think that he's your favourite
Now we're back, back in bed but in my head
I'm a picture that you point to
Like "Oh him? What a wimp, what a selfish prick he was"
I just hope it don't come true
Oh I hope I can keep you