Im throwing away pictures That i never should have taken in the first place And its cold in my apartment As im changing all the colors From the brightest reds to grays Well its 3 oclock on monday morning Im just hoping youre not seeing his face Ive been getting calls in these hotel rooms Long enough to know that it was him That took my place And i hope this makes you happy now That the flame we had is burning out And i hope you like your pictures facing down As even broken hearts may have their doubts And im burning all the letters Hoping that i might forget her and her bad taste That she left when she was leaving me A life of barely breathing as she walked Out of this place And you dropped the note and we changed key You changed yourself and i changed me I really didnt see us singing through this Then you screamed the bridge And i cried the verse And our chorus came out unrehearsed And you smiled the whole way through it I guess maybe thats whats worse And i hope this makes you happy now That the flame we had is burning out And i hope you like your pictures facing down As even broken hearts may have their doubts And im taking all your memories off the shelf And i dont need you or anybody else So take a look at me See what you want to see When you get home Take me home Id rather die than be with you Take me home You have a problem with the truth Take me home Because this happens every time I knew it would... I knew it would... Take me home Id rather die than be with you Take me home You have a problem with the truth Take me home Because this happens every time And i knew it would... I knew it would... And i hope this makes you happy now That the flame we had is burning out And i hope you like your pictures facing down As even broken hearts may have their doubts And im taking all your memories off the shelf And i dont need you or anybody else So take a look at me See what you want to see When you get home
Posted on: Mon, 11 Nov 2013 10:22:37 +0000
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