Fool in The Photograph

Me and the fool in the photograph
A soul, many times revealed
The scars only have concealed

I wonder how many days I'll bleed
With the words I refuse to form
Now I will be free
But lately I refuse you

With these arms, I will break through you
Wait only to see you far removed

No more the fool in the photograph
That night chained in your embrace
Day dawned and I saw your face

I wonder how many days I'll bleed
With the words I begin to form
Now I will be free
Lately, I refuse you

With these arms, I will break through you
Wait only to see you far removed

Wasting time, you tell the story still
Made your mind, you're chasing the moon
Making scars among the glory

Still, you're pulling down
Wasting time, you tell the story
Some kind of magic
I've waited here all too long