Your face still lives
In all my favorite wrecks

There's a shoebox in the back of my room
Full of summer nights and motel moons
Cheap black frames and your half-smile
Caught forever in a flash for a while

Your hair in your eyes
My arm on your waist
We looked like forever
In a moment we couldn't keep

Some memories fade
Some cut straight through
Some stay bright
Just to ruin you

There's blood on the polaroids
From holding on too hard
Your shadow in the corners
Your name across my heart

We looked so alive
In those frozen lights
Now all I keep
Are the wounds and the white lines

There's blood on the polaroids
And I still can't throw them out

There's one of you laughing in the parking lot
One in the rain when the engine stopped
One where you kissed me like you knew
That someday these would hurt to look through

I trace the edges
Like I'm tracing time
Like if I hold them long enough
You'll still be mine

Some nights I swear
I hear your voice
In the crackle and hiss
Of the pictures I destroyed

There's blood on the polaroids
From holding on too hard
Your shadow in the corners
Your name across my heart

We looked so alive
In those frozen lights
Now all I keep
Are the wounds and the white lines

There's blood on the polaroids
And I still can't throw them out

I know they're just paper
I know they're just proof
But every little picture
Still comes back to you

The way you leaned in
The way I looked back
The way we stood there
Like love could outlast that

So I keep every damaged frame
Every blurred night, every stain
'Cause even broken memories
Still spell your name

There's blood on the polaroids
From holding on too hard
Your shadow in the corners
Your name across my heart

We looked so alive
In those frozen lights
Now all I keep
Are the wounds and the white lines

There's blood on the polaroids
And I still can't throw them out
No, I still can't throw them out

Your face still lives
In all my favorite wrecks