I smile in every photograph,

But the girl in the frame doesn't know how to laugh.

I scream so loud you'd think I'm fine,

But silence echoes every time.

And I'm tired of being the sun,

When all I feel is coming undone.

You look at me like I'm the light,

But I'm just burning through the night.

Can you hear me through the static?

I'm falling, but it's cinematic.

I'm not broken, I'm just tragic,

And darling, isn't that romantic?

I write these songs to feel alive,

But every word is a goodbye.

I give my voice to every ghost,

But I'm the one they miss the most.