Picture Frames - Sophie Meiers

I used to be a memory and

Now i’m all to blame

I wonder what you think of me

When you hear my name

We’re running back and forth

Playing this game of chase

Do you ever think back to the way

Things used to be

Do you remember when I used to be your baby?

Do you still cut your thumbs on the broken shards of me?

Do you still cut your thumbs on the broken shards of me?

Do you still, cut your thumbs on the, broken parts of me?

I feel like a broken picture fra-a-ame

A fucked up version of your favorite memory