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