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 dream, What a catch he was"
Never thought It'd be true
Never thought I could have you

With all my imperfections, why am I still here?
Singing to a mirror as my eyes well up with tears
I just stand and grasp at moments
Moments long since past and remember that my heart still beats as fast

Out in the sun, out in the park
Hear him bark! I still think that he's your favourite
Now we sleep, sleep in bed but in my head
I'm a picture that you point to
Like "Oh him? What a wimp, oh so mean, what a dick he was"
I just hope it don't come true
Oh I hope I can keep you