Baby Pictures - Olivia Barton

Lyrics by：Olivia Barton

Composed by：Olivia Barton

I think in lyrics

I think in bad songs

I think and I think and I think

All day long

I keep asking my love

If she understands me

If she says

You know I have to say that I don't

I envy my dad

I envy my older brother

'Cause he sings for himself

And my dad gets to retire

I got a text from taylor titled

'Fun 4chord song'

He's the only one who could sing

'Wagon wheel' and make me sob

So I sit on the couch wondering

Where I went wrong

Staring at my instruments

Collecting dust on the wall

I want to say things that matter

Actually no

I just want to say anything at all

'Cause when it most matters

It gets all stuck in my throat

I envy my dad

I envy my oldest sister

'Cause he found my mom

And whitney has baby pictures

I walk in a curved line with my eyes closed

And I let my feet intuitively find the road

When I open back up

I find I'm right in track

And I smile to myself

I laugh