We're smiling for the camera Me and my mother and my aunt Me in an ill-fitting tuxedo Wrong color cumber-band Not quite the full picture Some photos missing from the pack Where's me asleep on the table? Or her not kissing me back? Her not kissing me back The space that lies between us I remember is cold But one man's deep failure Is another man's gold I sometimes get a little mixed up In this Venn diagram That little sliver in the middle: Who I wanna be is who I am Is who I am Fake memory Telling me what I want to hear Oh, fake memory Telling me what I want to hear Now we're capturing these moments Tying them to the track Here comes the locomotive And no one gives a damn You can't say no, it never happened And you're not alone If memory serves you badly It's right here on my phone It's right here on my phone Fake memory Telling me what I want to hear Oh, fake memory Telling me what I want to hear Do you remember? Remember the time? When we were all laughing Was I laughing or crying? Do you remember? Do you recall? The love climbing Before the fall?