This Picture (live acoustic version) Lyrics

I hold an image of the ashtray girl, of cigarette burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her world that put our friendship to a test
And late at night Whilst on all fours, she used to watch me kiss the floor
What's wrong with this picture?
What's wrong with this picture?
Farewell the ashtray girl, forbidden snowflake
Beware this troubled world, watch out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open sores, to broken centrefolds
You know we miss her, we miss her picture

Sometimes it's faded, disintegrated
The fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded, a**assinated
The fear of growing old
Farewell the ashtray girl, angelic fruit cake
Beware this troubled world, control your intake
Goodbye to open sores, goodbye and furthermore
You know we miss her, we miss her picture

Sometimes it's faded, we disintegrated
The fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded, we a**assinated
The fear of growing old
Hang on, though we try, it's gone (2x)

Sometimes it's faded, we disintegrated
The fear of growing old
Sometimes it's faded, we a**assinated
The fear of growing old

Can't stop growing old... (5x)