Sunset in the bedroom
A camera in my hand
She's striking poses again

We're almost out of light

I can't seem to focus
She keeps looking away
I'm not sure how much more we can take

We're almost out of light
All alone, I fight
All alone, I fight

For what used to come easy,
Easy…
We took a roll on the old rug,
A roll in the bed
There's one more shot 'till this roll is dead

We're almost out of light
All alone, I fight
All alone, I fight

For what used to come easy,
Easy…

Oh she makes me beg
Like that's all she ever wanted
And I bet all I get,
Is a bottom drawer full of regret
And pictures that
I'll never want to see again

Sunset in the bedroom
A camera in my hand
She's striking poses again

We're almost out of light

Ooh…

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