text: Photograph Lyrics
  Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
  But its the only thing that I know
  When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes
  Its the only thing that makes us feel alive
  We keep this love in a photograph
  We made these memories for ourselves
  Where our eyes are never closing
  Our hearts were never broken
  And times forever frozen, still
  So you can keep me
  Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
  Holding me close until our eyes meet
  You wont ever be alone
  And if you hurt me, thats okay baby
  Only words bleed inside these pages
  You just hold me
  And I won’t ever let you go
  Wait for me to come home
  Loving can heal, loving can mend your soul
  And its the only thing that I know
  I swear it will get easier, remember that with every piece of ya
  And its the only thing to take with us when we die
  Oh you can fit me
  Inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
  Next to your heartbeat where I should be
  Keep it deep within your soul
  Wait for me to come home
  Wait for me to come home
  Wait for me to come home
  When Im away, I will remember how you kissed me
  Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
  Hearing you whisper through the phone
  Wait for me to come homeEmbed