Taking Pictures

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

Break your own heart

Make modern art, we all can do it

Fight off your dark

Or go back on your phone

So sweet and sad

Chocolate in bed, maybe we wanna suffer

Get out your head

You're going it alone

Kick your shoes off, take a load off

I can buy some drinks if it means hanging out with you

Super small talk, we can just walk

Back to my street, I'd rather not be

Staying out all night

I'm getting tired of the weekends

Staying out all night

I think I'm over all your fake friends

And taking pictures of 'em

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

I'd rather take one of you

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

Sit next to me

Try not to read all the signals I mix

So young and free

It's dumb and stupid 'cause normally I'd see it

So sweet and sad

Oh Juliet, I like your melodrama

Get in my head

And we can go it alone, yeah

Kick your shoes off, take a load off

I can buy some drinks if it means hanging out with you

Super small talk, we can just walk

Back to my street, I'd rather not be

Staying out all night

I'm getting tired of the weekends

Staying out all night

I think I'm over all your fake friends

And taking pictures of 'em

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

I'd rather take one of you

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

(I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures, I'm taking pictures)

I don't wanna be relatable, I barely go outside alone

And when I do, I do it quiet so nobody knows

It's the life I always dreamed and I don't lack a single thing

So why's it feel like nothing's ending off where it's supposed to be?

Can't figure it out, my heart's a rental

I made friends with all my doubts, hardly existential

When essentially all I ever see are computer screens

And it seems like there's gotta be something more to me

But perception isn't everything, work with what you have

If it's bottled up emotion, pop the cork, tip it back

I'm not acting high and mighty, I'm just high and I'm sad

But can you take another picture 'cause the lighting was bad?