And the waves tried to find you
But you went missing from the wall
So you were lost after all
And nobody believed you, I believed you
...And the noose replied,
Old photographs lie
They can all tell lies
Of false smiles and lips
Of looks mangled to bits
And the noose replied,
Old photographs die...
I could cry in the face of it
Washed from the windowsill
Washed from this windowsill
I could cry in the face of it
Washed from the windowsill
Washed from this windowsill
You couldn't ask for anything more
To get a wet dream from a souvenir
You couldn't ask for anything more
To get a wet dream from a souvenir
And the waves tried to find you
But you went missing from the wall
So you were lost after all
And nobody believed you, I believed you
...And the noose replied,
Old photographs lie
They can all tell lies
Of false smiles and lips
Of looks mangled to bits
And the noose replied,
Old photographs die...
I tip my hat to you, bid you farewell
But the camera broke in my hand
I tip my hat to you, bid you farewell
But the camera broke in my hand
Maybe I don't want to trust this, trust this train
Maybe I don't want to trust this, trust this train
Now we'll never know, now we'll never know
Now we'll never know, now we'll never ever know
Now we'll never know, now we'll never know
Now we'll never know, now we'll never ever know
Now we'll never know, now we'll never know
Now we'll never know, now we'll never ever know
Now we'll never know, now we'll never know
Now we'll never know, now we'll never ever know