Old Pictures, New Scars

[Verse 1]
Found your phone face down on the counter
But the truth still lit up my name
Thought we were just tired and tangled
Turns out you were playing a game
Kids’ bikes leaning in the driveway
Crayon hearts taped on the fridge door
Funny how a house full of laughter
Can feel like a closing store
[Chorus]
Now these old pictures cut like glass
Smiles on a Sunday, gone so fast
You held my hand while you let me fall apart
Every frame’s a lie I used to trust
Vows in the mirror turned to dust
You broke us when you went and broke my heart
Old pictures, new scars
[Verse 2]
Every room feels like a crime scene
Every laugh track stuck in my head
Tiny shoes lined up by the back door
I’m the only one shaking in red
You said, “It was just one bad choice”
But I hear echoes in that word
I gave you my name and my children
You gave me a story I never deserved
[Chorus]
Now these old pictures cut like glass
Smiles on a Sunday, gone so fast
You held my hand while you let me fall apart
Every frame’s a lie I used to trust
Vows in the mirror turned to dust
You broke us when you went and broke my heart
Old pictures, new scars
[Bridge]
One day they’ll ask why Daddy
Sleeps on a different side of town (oh)
I’ll carry the weight so they don’t have to
I’ll lift them up, you can watch me now
[Chorus]
Yeah, these old pictures cut like glass
But I’m still here, I’m gonna last
I’ll love our kids with every shattered part
Every frame that’s hanging on these walls
I’ll stay standing through the fall
You broke me, but you won’t break their hearts
Old pictures, new scars

country, Modern country ballad with male vocals, slow 6/8 sway. Clean acoustic guitar and warm pedal steel carry the verses; brushed snare and soft piano slide in for the chorus. First chorus hits gently, second chorus adds stacked harmonies and a crying fiddle line. Intimate, front-of-mix vocal with a cracked, emotional delivery and a final, sparse outro on solo guitar.