Itâs deep inside
But I donât know what for
You never seemed to like me when I knew you best
It takes me back
But I donât know what for
You never seemed to want me anyway
If I go crazy
Will you still be
The only photograph I see
Seventeen photographs
Four short days, three long nights
Seventeen photographs
Four short days, three long nights
On second thought
Itâs so hard to say
Itâs hidden in some pictures I took long ago
Last July
But itâs so hard to say
You never really liked me anyway
If I go crazy
Will you still be
The only photograph I see
Seventeen photographs
Four short days, three long nights
Seventeen photographs
Four short days, three long nights
Itâs killing me
Itâs stuck inside
Canât get you out
Even when I tried
Itâs all the same
It took a while
I canât complain
Now I know I hate your smile