Scary Kids Scaring Kids

And the picture frames are facing down
I'm running from the truth
Distorted images of you
And you'll insist that you were right
When the facts show you were wrong
I'm holding my ground
You think this is some sort of game
And you need to get your story straight right now, this time
There's got to be a better way
You hang the suit to fit the frame right now, this time.
And the shadows crowd these careless thoughts to you I can't describe
And you're always on my mind
I did it all for love that's what she said
And the end is on it's way