Flipping through pictures Of people you follow Trying see if there's someone Who wasn't there Last time I flipped through The pictures of people you follow Trying to see if a face is familiar Some perfect woman with eyes like a fantasy Porcelain skin, lit by some other galaxy The last time I flipped through the pictures of people you follow I know I know It doesn't do me any good To see them next to me These Beautiful girls I really shouldn't see As enemies Oh no it's the last time I Flip through the pictures of people you follow Flipping through picture of people you follow Trying to tell if there's someone That you might be Loving in ways that you were never loving me The last time I flipped through the pictures of people you follow People you follow I know I know It doesn't do me any good To see them next to me These Beautiful girls I really shouldn't see As enemies Oh I swear it's the last time I flip through The pictures of people you follow