"Sell The Frame" lyrics

"Sell The Frame"

Where are you?
And how did ever you find me here?
I get confused
Watching my hands like I'm so scared
I feel confused
I've gone from the house where we first met
When you're gone I will forget

Sell the frame and I am on the way
With nothing better
Board the train and you'll be fast asleep
It's never different
Sell the frame but don't forget
The pictures are worthless, when it's wet
Sell the frame and I am on the way

Where are you?
Does it hurt you to laugh, knowing that I'll be gone?
So long, it's wrong
The blinds on our faces that we've drawn
There's no lamp
Or flood light to show what I can't see
It's what you stole from me

Sell the frame and I am on my way
With nothing different
Sell the frame and
But never better
Sell but don't forget
The picture is worthless when it's wet
Sell the frame and I am on my way

On the tracks we've got less left
She cannot see me, out in her sky

Sell the frame and I am on my way
With nothing different
Sell the frame and I'll be back asleep
But never better
Sell the frame but don't forget
The picture's worthless when it's wet
Sell the frame and I am on my way

Where are you?
Does it hurt you to know
I'm gone?
So long


Writer(s): Joshua Kenneth Partington
You May Also Like
Rufio - "One Slowdance" You're standing there alone And so am I But I want you here By my side Your smile at me Is everything The staring game That song of love. I look you in the eyes I try to read you...
Bayside - "Duality" Some days I get crazed I don't know why it's so irrelevant I'll take deep breaths And keep control, go on. I've tried brave And you've tried to save I'm proud to keep it bottled up I think...
The Wonder Years - "Melrose Diner" I hate your bad tattoos and your second-hand stories; those anecdotes that grew old last month. I hate the way you move when you’re drunk and try dancing. It’s not sexy. It’s just keeping us up...
Death Cab For Cutie - "What Sarah Said" And it came to me then That every plan Is a tiny prayer to father time As I stared at my shoes In the ICU That reeked of piss and 409 And I rationed my breaths As I said to myself That I'd already...
The Spill Canvas - "Battles" Cursed by my imagination, teaming with echoes of situations. I do not feel well, pressed beneath this spell. Polishing my social skills, with one more drink, and two more pills. I do not feel...