My Camera

All my records are broken
 And they don't want to play in stereo
 I left you a message in a locket
 It doesn't want to ring
 And I just thought I'd let you know
 Hey now, how 'bout a feeling
 I, I won't tell
 So come on and look through my camera
 I don't want to lose you tonight in a fireworks display
 You're such a pretty magazine
 And I drink until I still can't see that
 Drinking won't be the death of me
 Put on your Sunday boots and get wrecked
 Well I thought it was love but my heart was drunk
 I'm writing letters home to no one that you know
 And I miss your family after every show
 Hey now, how 'bout a feeling
 I, I won't tell
 So come on and look through my camera
 I don't want to lose you tonight in a fireworks display
 You're such a pretty magazine
 And I drink until I still can't see that
 Drinking won't be the death of me