Pictures

I stack these magazines in the corner

After I''m done with them

And I still got the same hopes that I started with

That you''d be in one of them

My camera has shed some tears since you left him

With nothing with nothing

How am I supposed to remember?

I got the memories

But the memories fade baby

What am I gonna show to my kids girl?

When I''m older and my mind is telling me to forget you

What''s gonna make me remember?

That''s why I was always taking pictures

Miss our thing tell me how could you take the pictures

Nothing left they were part of our history

This story I was always taking pictures

Cause I didn''t wanna miss you so bad

Miss you this bad miss you so bad miss you so…

We didn''t make love we celebrated it''s invention

Confetti on the mattress I used to have those images

Tonight I came home they were just embers in the fire

With my hard drive almost no goodbyes

How the hell am I supposed to remember?

Tell me now I got the memories

But the memories fade baby

What am I gonna show to my kids girl?

When I''m older and my mind is telling me to forget you

What''s gonna make me remember?

That''s why I was always taking pictures

Miss our thing tell me how could you take the pictures

Nothing left they were part of our history

This story I was always taking pictures

No video no Polaroid

No record of the love we had

My Nikon wasn''t fast enough

To catch my heart break in half

No smiles in my picture frames no

Just got them little basic ones

that the picture frames come with

Models wedding pictures you know

That''s why I was always taking pictures

Miss our thing tell me how could you take the pictures

Nothing left they were part of our history

This story I was always taking pictures