I've got a heart and you're my education,
I'm a man of little conversation,
The rope is wearing thin the ledge is breaking,
Case is closed all the verdicts have been taken,
And cupids poison chaining up my blood stream.
Burning all the photographs of you,
And the letters that you wrote,
And the jacket that you wore of mine when you were getting cold,
And it flickers in the flames,
And it whispers in your name,
That I'll never get you back by burning photographs, yeah.
The world is on it's side and I am busted,
I know you should never have been trusted,
As I fall a thousand feet into the headlights,
I don't feel ashamed to say, I didn't want it to end this way,
And I don't wanna hear about your boyfriend.
Burning all the photographs of you,
And the letters that you wrote,
And the jacket that you wore of mine when you were getting cold,
And it flickers in the flames,
And it whispers in your name,
That I'll never get you back by burning photographs.
Ahh haaaa,
Ahh haaaa.
Burning all the photographs of you,
And the letters that you wrote,
And the jacket that you wore of mine when you were getting cold,
And it flickers in the flames,
And it whispers in your name,
That I'll never get you back by burning photographs.
Burning all the photographs of you,
And the letters that you wrote,
And the jacket that you wore of mine when you were getting cold,
And it flickers in the flames,
And it whispers in your name,
That I'll never get you back by burning pho-to-graphs, yeah.