Photographs Can Lie Songtext
von Elvis Costello

He was wild, dynamite
And she was rare as treasure
That′s not the kind of story you deny
In a frame under glass
They'll always be together and so in love
But photographs can lie

Now they say
That I have the gaze
That must recall my father
Sayin′ he's my knight
My bright morning sun
Now I am mourning everyone


See him now, know he cheats
Why can't she see through him?
He used to be more valiant than they
Put him on a pedestal
And it′s a long way down there
I′ll never be his little girl again

Now they say
That I have the gaze
That must recall my father
Sayin' he′s my knight
My bright morning sun
Now I am mourned in everyone

Someone else will look at me
And think he is my lover
Developing the image in his eye
In a frame under glass
We'll always be together and so in love
But photographs can lie