The cameras picked you out of this place, Now you're rising Lo and behold! Your smile is fake How surprising If we could rewind back to your roots, Admission... You locked it up and turned the dial I know the combination Lord knows I'm weak For trusting you Lord knows I'm weak To believe in you Develop the film and there you are All your glory Your negative's dark and just like you What's the story? I wanna just rip down the walls and your photos around me Then there will be nothing left to hold When I'm lonely Lord knows I'm weak For trusting you Lord knows I'm weak To believe in you Maybe it's alright, Maybe it's okay Lord knows I'm weak... Snap! Take a picture 'Cause you won't be seeing me around No more. Did you ever picture You and me on the cutting room floor? I lose my composure every time You're overexposed and no longer mine Your red eyes cut me It's no surprise that I am weak... Lord knows I'm weak For trusting you Lord knows I'm weak To believe in you Maybe it's alright, Maybe it's okay Lord knows I'm weak...