GIRL IN THE PHOTOGRAPH Verse 1 Found an old picture in a second-hand drawer, you were eleven with your shoes on the floor. Gap-toothed grin and a crooked pink crown, looking at the camera like it couldn’t let you down. You still believed in forever and friends, thought every broken thing could be fixed in the end. Back when your heart had a front door key, before you learned some people come to leave. Pre-Chorus Now I know every back road in this town, every neon cross, every way to drown. Chorus Hey, girl in the photograph, do you remember me? I became everything you swore I’d never be. Where’d you go? I could use your faith. Mine got lost somewhere between the pills and the mistakes. Hey, girl in the photograph— if you’re still there at all, leave the porch light on. I’m trying to come home. Verse 2 The mirror got sharper, the years got mean. Some dreams grow wings, some grow teeth. I wore my sadness like a tailored black dress, called it art because “damage” sounded less depressing. Built little kingdoms out of smoke and shame, kept changing my face, never changing my name. Funny how loneliness speaks in crowds, how silence gets louder the older you are. Pre-Chorus And God feels different than He did back then. More like an echo than a friend. Chorus Hey, girl in the photograph, do you remember me? I became everything you swore I’d never be. Where’d you go? I could use your faith. Mine got lost somewhere between the pills and the mistakes. Hey, girl in the photograph— if you’re still there at all, leave the porch light on. I’m trying to come home. Bridge Maybe growing up is just surviving it. Maybe healing isn’t beautiful. Maybe every saint was just a scared kid trying not to become what hurt them most. And maybe you’re not gone. Maybe you’re waiting. Under every scar I turned into a story. Final Chorus Hey, girl in the photograph, I finally recognize the same dark eyes, just carrying heavier skies. You never left. You were buried underneath all the ghosts I fed and the grief I couldn’t grieve. Hey, girl in the photograph, I’m sorry it took so long. The porch light’s been on this whole time. I was home all along. Outro Found an old picture in a second-hand drawer. You looked at me like you already knew.
