Lyrics

I've got an image of you in my head not even you could live up to.
Deep down I really love you - you know it's true - I think that you still love me, too.

I've got a picture of us - leather jacket and sun dress, Airwalks and flip-flops on the day we wed. Somewhere there'll be a chorus singing Jawbreaker for us, and we can seal it with a kiss.

But only images are left.
Hand-crafted since the day you left.
I know that memories can change... or fade and I'm afraid I'm...
Painting pictures in my head, inventing imaginary friends based on interpretations of the past. Living an imaginary life, make believe a perfect wife - these sick obsessions can not last.

I've got this funny way of distorting truths - I only see good things you do. Some how I can't remember the things you said - pretend that you still want me, too.

I disregard the days that we made each other so mad - can't bear the thought of how I made you cry. I tend to turn my back on you leaving me all alone and telling me a hundred lies.

I've got a picture of us - leather jacket and sun dress, Airwalks and Old Skools on the day we wed. We will ask the chorus to play Screeching Weasel for us so we can seal it with a kiss.