Photobooth

I remember when the days were long
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn
Constant quarrelling, the childish fits
And our clothes in a pile on the ottoman
All the slander and doublespeak
Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean
Anything but the blatant proof
Was your lips touching mine in a photoboothAnd as the summer's ending
The cold air will rush your hard heart away
You were so condescending
And this is all that's left
Scraping paper to document
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move onCup your mouth to compress the sound
Skinny-dipping with the kids from a nearby town
Everything that I said was true
As the flashes blinded us in the photobooth
I lost track and then those words were said
You took the wheel and you steered us into my bed
Soon we woke and I walked you home
And it was pretty clear that it was hardly loveAnd as the summers ending
The cold air will rush your hard heart away
You were so condescending
And this is all that's left
Scraping paper to document
I've packed a change of clothes and it's time to move
On