Antique Hearts
I need to try something new
Something revolutionary that's going to pull me through
'Cause I, I am an used record store
Full of memories that no one wants to hear anymore
Two, three, four
'Cause I wonder why I run so fast
No matter where I start I'm gonna finish last
And why would I ever stop to pray
To a God that's always only six feet away?
With the summer I confide
Thoughts of what it means to be alive
Like a Polaroid developing with the light
And what do you know about me
Other than what you can see?
Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
And why do I try so much
I'm like a doctor who has lost his touch?
And why do I call this my best
'Cause I'm a kid in class who cheats on all the tests
'Cause with the summer I confide
Thoughts of what it means to be alive
Like a Polaroid developing with the light
And what do you know about me
Other than what you can see?
Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
And I, I wonder if I'll ever know
How to play this thing or how this song should go
And I wonder what I'm trying for
I got to find myself behind this wall of metaphors
'Cause with the summer I confide
Thoughts of what it means to be alive
Like a Polaroid developing with the light
And what do you know about me
Other than what you can see?
Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
An antique heart
Behind this smile is an antique heart
Something revolutionary that's going to pull me through
'Cause I, I am an used record store
Full of memories that no one wants to hear anymore
Two, three, four
'Cause I wonder why I run so fast
No matter where I start I'm gonna finish last
And why would I ever stop to pray
To a God that's always only six feet away?
With the summer I confide
Thoughts of what it means to be alive
Like a Polaroid developing with the light
And what do you know about me
Other than what you can see?
Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
And why do I try so much
I'm like a doctor who has lost his touch?
And why do I call this my best
'Cause I'm a kid in class who cheats on all the tests
'Cause with the summer I confide
Thoughts of what it means to be alive
Like a Polaroid developing with the light
And what do you know about me
Other than what you can see?
Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
And I, I wonder if I'll ever know
How to play this thing or how this song should go
And I wonder what I'm trying for
I got to find myself behind this wall of metaphors
'Cause with the summer I confide
Thoughts of what it means to be alive
Like a Polaroid developing with the light
And what do you know about me
Other than what you can see?
Behind this broken smile lies an antique heart
An antique heart
Behind this smile is an antique heart
Credits
Writer(s): Bradley Justin Barham
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