In the pictures
she's been moving
black and white and cherry red
drawing thin lines
between our lives
black and white and cherry red
the tightrope dance of the walking dead
we do all we can
in an hour
you could have had me
and by nightfall I was yours
it wasn't your fault
you never met me
pandora's box
she sings a siren's song
I am the damage done
it was all I needed
in the pictures
she is reason
a promise I keep to myself
drawing substance from a dry stone
black and white and cherry red
tightrope dance of the walking dead
we do all we can
she sings a siren's song
I am the damage done
and maybe i'm not right
to think of things this way
but it's all I have now
so look away
it's funny
they go just like they came
she sings a siren's song
I am the damage done
I am not you she said
I am not you she said
won't you listen
I am not you she said
I am not what you need
won't you listen
