Photograph
Look at this photograph
Every time I do, it makes me laugh
How did our eyes get so red?
And what the hell is on Joey's head?
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we ever went without
The second floor is hard for sneakin' out
And this is where I were to school
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminal record says I broke in twice
I must have done it half a dozen times
I wonder if it's too late
Should I go back and try to graduate?
Life´s better now than it was back then
If I was them, I wouldn't let me in

Oh, whoa, whoa, oh god, I…

Every memory of lookin' out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say, it´s time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walkin' out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin' for
It's hard to say, it´s time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

(Goodbye)

Remember the old arcade
Blew every dollar that we ever made
The cops seen us hanging out
They said somebody went
and burned it down

We used to listen to the radio
And sing along with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it
feel
To sing to more than just the steering
wheel
Kim's the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She's had a couple of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when

Oh, whoa, whoa, oh god, I…

Every memory of lookin' out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say, it´s time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walkin' out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin' for
It's hard to say, it´s time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase it
You can't replace it
I'm missing now
I can't believe it
It's hard to stay
Too hard to leave it
If I could relive those days
I know the one thing that would never change

Every memory of lookin' out the back door
I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say, it´s time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walkin' out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin' for
It's hard to say, it´s time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye

Look at this photograph
Every time I do, it makes me laugh
Every time I do, it makes me

~ Nickelback - Photograph ~