Past Perfect
God we look so
So in the know
So in the moment, it's there
And that's all we care
But now
It's takin' all I can muster
Just to wake up all pale and flustered
The cards been folded, I busted
The plates are stacked and the shelves not dusted
Takin' me back
This picture on my lap
A dedicated slap on the back
Congratulations
And now
It's takin' all I can muster
Just to wake up all pale and flustered
The cards been folded, I busted
The plates are stacked and the shelves not dusted
And every little picture shows a place
Better than the last one
Every smile, it hurts me just the same
'Cause I'm sad for all the lost songs
Frame it 'cause it hides the jagged edge
Better than the last one
Put it in the front to block the ledge
The ledge
Always just smiles
Always for the lens
Always for your friends
Always for their sake
And now
It's takin' all I can muster
Just to wake up all pale and flustered
The cards been folded, I busted
The plates are stacked and the shelves aren't dusted
Take it back and adjust it
The faint nostalgia cannot be trusted
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back, my past
So in the know
So in the moment, it's there
And that's all we care
But now
It's takin' all I can muster
Just to wake up all pale and flustered
The cards been folded, I busted
The plates are stacked and the shelves not dusted
Takin' me back
This picture on my lap
A dedicated slap on the back
Congratulations
And now
It's takin' all I can muster
Just to wake up all pale and flustered
The cards been folded, I busted
The plates are stacked and the shelves not dusted
And every little picture shows a place
Better than the last one
Every smile, it hurts me just the same
'Cause I'm sad for all the lost songs
Frame it 'cause it hides the jagged edge
Better than the last one
Put it in the front to block the ledge
The ledge
Always just smiles
Always for the lens
Always for your friends
Always for their sake
And now
It's takin' all I can muster
Just to wake up all pale and flustered
The cards been folded, I busted
The plates are stacked and the shelves aren't dusted
Take it back and adjust it
The faint nostalgia cannot be trusted
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back, my past
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Benedict, William Moran, Michael Borja, Stephen Norton
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