Photograph

The feeling's taken hold

Disappointed by every single pose

She doesn't look right to your eye

Does just what you say

And is it any better?

The more you shoot, the more she slips away

You took a picture of a person

You know when it's right

And you're still wondering if she's worth it

You know, I know, you know

You only see the best

Forgetting all the rest

Da, da-da, da-da

Rendering an image for the press

You garner all the fame

But does it really matter?

There's something always missing in the frame

And down you go

Around you go again

Down you go, around you go

And down you go again

Around you go

Around you go again

Call yourself a photographer

Dizzy days of wine and laughter

You can see, open the aperture

And now the lights are brighter

Moving close, the end grows tighter

Can't rebel, open the aperture

Our beauty, fatal minded

Turned into an advertisement

Fantasies, open the aperture

These photographs reflect

An emptiness you can't detect

There's no light now, open the aperture

You took a picture of a person

You know when it's right

And you're still wondering if she's worth it

You know, I know, you know

You took a picture of a person

You know when it's right

And you're still wondering if she's worth it

You know, I know, you know

Oh