Picture Frames (Acoustic) Capo 2 Love, I don't know what makes you move, I don't know what makes you move in these photographs And I, I stare at these polaroids I stare at these polaroids, and you're staring back deep sleep, aviation and conversations with constellations Midnight trepidation the detonation of self deprecation Oooooooooh I don't need you anymore Oooooooooh I don't need you anymore But love, when I close my eyes I'm lying next to you and I don't want memories to fade like pictures do in these picture frames I, I don't know what makes you laugh I don't know what makes you laugh in these sepia tones And I, I can't help but make believe I can't help but make believe that you're coming home White noise, meditation, the hesitation to change the station Radio resuscitation, suffocation in contemplation Oooooooooh I don't need you anymore Oooooooooh I don't need you anymore But love, when I close my eyes I'm lying next to you and I don't want memories to fade like pictures do someone I once knew in these picture frames