These picture frames don’t hang the way they used to
They’re all turned around and half are filled with my youth
Bittersweet reminders of my life before you split me in two
My body didn’t like the way it felt last June
And it haunted me the whole year
Then turned into thinking I was dying
Wouldn’t pull through to see 22
You keep on saying that I’ve changed
I know that I don’t seem quite the same
Don’t know where
Don’t know where I went no
Don’t know where I went wrong
But I keep singing
I’m at a loss for words under a full moon
Staring at the ceiling of a white room
Does the mirror in the corner see my shame too?
Or a different view?
On the porch the ceiling’s painted baby blue
Dressed to the nines just like the sky in early afternoon
‘Cause its midnight and the ghosts might be coming soon
You keep on saying that I’ve changed
I know that I don’t seem quite the same
Don’t know where
Don’t know where I went no
Don’t know where I went wrong
But I keep singing
