Hides behind the camera So he can Shoot to Forget I was just a postcard from the gift shop Left by A tourist And I've spent this long trying to pretend That love Don't exist Do, do, do I worry bout it Do, do, do I worry bout it Found an old photo of you in a suitcase Words stuck In the throat Gotta keep this little heart of mine Full of air, and Afloat And there is no need to learn to swim, the Beach boys have Life boats Do, do, do I worry bout it Do, do, do I worry bout it I try To forget Reach for the bright blue There's glass you break through To let go But the bird Already Hit window Radio aches with that song we used to sing Lovely little Melody If there were still a possibility There'd be no tunes and No me But I would've given it all up for Your love Jealousy Do, do, do I worry bout it Do, do, do I worry bout it I try To forget Reach for the bright blue There's glass you break through To let go But the bird Already Hit window