How did i get stuck
with this photographic memory
I wanna take out the part of my brain
that holds the pictures
of her and me
Destroy the mental slide show
Replayin' in slo-mo
The night she boarded the bus
The evening when us....
Became me alone again
they say a picture's worth a thousand words
I can't think of a single one
Too describe....
How much it hurt
Promises, are senseless
Acts of verbiality
Distorted reality
How am I?
Does it matter?
How am I?
Doesn't matter
There's nothin left
or there is
But it don't mean much to me
How could she?
Does it matter?
I lost her
Thought I had her
There's no one here
Brought on by disaster
The before now is the after
A picture's worth a thousand lies
fake smiles and bribery will be there to hide
How much it hurt
Promises, are senseless
Acts of verbiality
Distorted reality
I don't wanna look at pictures
and I don't wanna be friends
I don't wanna look at pictures of her
'Cause I know where that road ends
Our fading relationship
and the tail lights dimmed
as I became me alone again
