Photograph

Nickelback - 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?

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 went to school

Most of the time had better things to do

Criminal record says I broke in twice

I must\'ve 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, oh, oh...

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, 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, time to say it

Goodbye, goodbye

Remember the old arcade?

Blew every dollar that we ever made

The cops hated us hangin\' 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 feels

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, oh, oh...

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, 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, time to say it

Goodbye, goodbye

I miss that town, I miss the faces

You can\'t erase, you can\'t replace it

I miss it now, I can\'t believe it

So 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, 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, 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...