Side B, Track 5: Polaroid

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"Polaroid"

[Jack Wolf • Michaela Watson]

The gifts you gave me before

They're all on my bedroom floor

The flowers you once sent to me

They're slowly dying on my knees

You think I can move out of your life

The same way you ran away from mine

But, baby, you should know it's hard

When you mean everything I once had

I still search you around the streets

Hoping we can talk one last time about this

I don't know why, but I hope you come back

Just to say goodbye and move away from that

Honey, know that I'm praying for our peace

'Cause this war has been taking me down

I think I may miss our happy Polaroid pictures

But this love of ours needs an end, somehow

Yeah, I could have tried calling you up another time

I should've thought about the consequences of that night

When we realized everything we cared about, was us

Bottles of wine all over my living room floor

Where we used to teach each other how to love

It's hard to believe that you took a 30 hours trip to where I was

Just to get me distracted for a moment, while you let me fall

We were just kids when we thought we knew each other

But I was a hellhound, and you were one of the foxes

Now I think I miss our happy Polaroid pictures

Now my camera is in the back of my memories

Honey, know that I'm praying for our peace

'Cause this war has been taking me down

I think I may miss our happy Polaroid pictures

But this love of ours needs an end, somehow

Although it hurts more than I asked for

I'd still trade my soul for your love

You make New York look like LA

Wonder if you'd let me use your coat tonight

Did you ever love me? Do you know how sharp can be a knife?

Remembering when we had each other to call home

Oh, no, maybe I'm still in love with you

But yes, I wouldn't do all these things again, it's true

Honey, know that I'm praying for our peace

'Cause this war has been taking me down

I think I may miss our happy Polaroid pictures

But this love of ours needs an end, somehow

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