You can close your eyes
  And see a picture perfect life
  Inside of your mind
  Dreaming only of the days ahead
  Wanted and wished for more than now
  Or the days behind
  You waste your time
  The picture makes a promise
  The flesh lets it be broken
  The picture makes a promise
  The flesh lets it be broken
  You can never think
  You can't even stop yourself
  Before the words have been spoken
  And you've already said
  You would give everything
  And something for nothing
  Everybody thinks you're joking
  The picture makes a promise
  The flesh lets it be broken
  The picture makes a promise
  The flesh lets it be broken
  You want to be the one
  Made over be your own
  Before and after
  And a supermarket
  Beauty in a bottle queen
  Who'll one day grace a check-out counter
  Magazine front cover
  Though the fine print reads
  The picture makes a promise
  The flesh lets it be broken
  The picture makes a promise
  The flesh lets it be broken
  Lets it be broken
  Lets it be broken
  Lets it be broken
  Lets it be broken
  Lets it be broken
  Broken
  Broken
  When your life is never what you wanted
  Not even halfway normal
  Just tarnished and soiled
  When in your reach
  A framed and frozen moment
  So far from perfection
  Not truth or transcendence
  Will set you free
  Still you don't believe
  The picture makes a promise
  The flesh lets it be broken
  The picture makes a promise
  The flesh lets it be broken