Picture Frame

I didn't notice anything strange But the picture in your picture frame It was drawn of a fountain in your body Bought for a fiver most probably Didn't mean a lot to me, a lot to me You tell me that you'd never sell this That the artist himself was beneath this That life itself is within this And I looked at the sky to worship the ground And you never asked for nothing at all But you asked me to close your door And you do your best to fold me and unfold me again Time will make fools of us all It's time to find meaning or control Every time we go out now you pretend Pretend we're not lovers, just friends And it gets to me, gets to me Tell me the meaning of life is To be happy and to give up loss But you've never lost something you loved But I turn around How could I be angry at you? When you never asked for nothing at all Even afterwards cluttered your door And you do your best to fold me and unfold me again And unfold me again And it gets to me, gets to me Tell me the meaning of life is To be happy and to give up loss But you've never lost something you loved But I turn around How could I be angry at you? When you never asked for nothing at all But you asked me to come in from the cold And you do your best as you fold me and unfold me again And your never asked for nothing at all --- Picture Frame - The Kooks