You don't look so good in pictures
At least that's what you think
So you refuse to take them
Even with your friends
And I think that's really sad
For all the scrapbooks that you could have filled
I've been in the red room
To make them looks acceptable
It looks like there's blood on my hands
From cutting up the film
In pictures I always squint too much
So don't worry about your smile
In pictures my long hair always looks messed up
So don't stress about your style
I just wish it wasn't painful
For you to face the camera
You say that you won't burn up
But I'm worried that you will
In pictures I always squint too much
So don't worry about your smile
In pictures my long hair always looks messed up
So don't stress about your style
I always say that we think too much
Maybe it's something that we could work on
Or not it doesn't have to be about us
I just want you to know