Photograph

Pretty darling, [bad word] down my street
The tears are dropping like a nuclear meltdown
I never meant to let [bad word] to this
Can we blame it on timing not chemistry
All night long, I'll sing the same somber song
Attack my decisions, and the horse they road on
Everything seems to be less than zero
mascara hero with a heart of zinc

I never should have kissed...
I never should have...

And I never should have kissed those lips before
I never should've let you out my door
But now i'm stuck here with your photograph

The words you chant, I never thought they'd
Be so [bad word]  dancing in my head
So pause this moment, till we meet in our next life:
black tabby housecat, a bottle of xanax
All night long is one repeated love song
When have I [bad word] this tree
Till we meet in our brand new world
I'll count the rings, if you tie a string