Conor Maynard

I stack these magazines in the corner,
(After I'm done with them)
And I still got the same hopes that I started with,
(That you'd be in one of them)
My camera has she'd some tears since you left him,
With nothing, with nothing,
How am I supposed to remember?
I got the memories,
But the memories fade baby,
What am I gonna show to my kids girl?
When I'm older and my mind is telling me to forget you,
What's gonna make me remember?
That's why I was always taking pictures, pictures
Cause' I didn't wanna miss our thing, miss our thing
Tell me how could you take the pictures, pictures
When you knew they were all that I had left, nothing left
They were part of our history, this story
I was always taking pictures,
Cause' I didn't wanna miss you so bad
Miss you this bad, miss you so bad, miss you so
We didn't make love we celebrated it's invention
Confetti on the mattress I used to have those images,
Tonight I came home, they were just embers in the fire,
With my hard drive, almost no goodbyes
How the hell am I supposed to remember?
Tell me now, I got the memories,
But the memories fade baby,