Darkroom

Red light on, don't you come in

I'm in here trying to find where we've been

Chemicals climb up my hands like a ghost

I'm not sure

which memory I love the most

In the darkroom, darkroom

everything's backwards 'til it's true

in the darkroom, darkroom

I keep developing you

Thirty-six frames and I burned through them all

looking for one where you're not facing the wall

There's a version of summer still stuck in the tray but it

won't come up clear no matter how long I stay

In the darkroom, darkroom

I'd stay here forever with you

in the darkroom, darkroom even if none of it's true