We chased shadows in the dark
There’s certain things you can’t describe
Casting spells in the afternoon
I made a promise to wait for you
He’s got the picture
But I hope he doesn’t use it
You’ve always been a pretty boy
I got your letter from your friend
Watched the cats climb the step
I don’t think I can stand up straight
He’s got the picture
But I hope he doesn’t use it
He’s got the picture
But I hope he doesn’t lose it
He’s got the picture
But I hope he doesn’t use it
He’s got the picture…