Photograph

Loving can hurt.

(E)Loving can hurt sometimes.

But it's the only thing that I know.

(A)I And when it gets hard ier,

you know it can get hard piece sometimes,

it is the only thing that makes us feel alive.

Mm... (C#m)We keep this love in a photograph.

(E)We made these memories for (B)ourselves.

Where our eyes are never closing,

hearts are never broken, and time's forever frozen still.

So you can (E)keep me inside the pocket of your (B)ripped jeans,

holdin' me closer till our (C#m)eyes meet and you won't ever be (Asus2)alone.

Wait for me to come home.

Loving can heal.

(E)Loving can mend your soul.

And is the only thing that I know.

(A)I swear it will get easier,

remember that with ev piece of ya.

And it's the only thing take with us when we die.

Mm... (C#m)We keep this love in a photograph.

(E)We made these memories for (B)ourselves.

Where our eyes are never closing,

hearts are never broken, and time's forever frozen still.

So you can (E)keep me inside the pocket of your (B)ripped jeans,

holdin' me closer till our (C#m)eyes meet and you won't ever be (Asus2)alone.

Wait for me to come home.

Loving can heal.

(A)And if you (E)hurt me, well,

that's okay, baby.

Only (B)words bleed.

Inside these pages, you just (C#m)hold me.

And I won't ever let you (Asus2)go.

Wait for me to come home.

(C#m)Wait for me to come home.

(A)Wait for me to come home.

(E)Wait for me to come home.

Ooh. Oh, you can fit me inside the necklace you got when you were (B)sixteen,

next to your heartbeat where I (C#m)should be.

Keep it deep within your (Asus2)soul.

And if you (E)hurt me, well,