Boyce Avenue feat. Bea Miller photograph

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Loving can hurt, loving can hurt
sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard, you know it can
get hard sometimes
It's the only thing that makes us feel
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for
ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
And time's forever frozen, still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me close until our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me
to come home
Loving can heal, loving can mend
your soul
And it's the only thing that I know
I swear it will get easier, remember
that we're never repeating ya
And it's the only thing to take with
us when we die
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for
ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
And time's forever frozen, still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me close until our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
Well that's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
Wait for me to come home
You can keep me
Inside the necklace you bought when
you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I should
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well that's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm going, I will remember how
you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth
street
Hearing you whisper through the
Wait for me to come home

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