Well you insisted the day you walked away
That we shared nothing, but Ive got something
Id still like to say
Youre not here to listen, and we were never good at that
Lets set the record straight, we shared something great
Even though now nothings where were at
Pictures to prove it, Ive got the proof
When you hit the bricks, I hit the roof
I hit the bottle, put the pictures on the bar
Ill always have these pictures, but I dont know where you are
And Ive got pictures to prove it
If you saw them, Im sure
Youd be forced to remember
What we dont have anymore
Ive got a pile of pictures
Ive got a whole stack of proof
Ive got pictures to prove it, Ive got, Ive got
Pictures to prove it, smudged with fingerprints and tears
Cigarette ashes
And our first few happy years
Theyre old now, theyre faded and the edges all are frayed
Ill always have these pictures
But I wish that you had stayed
Ive got pictures to prove it
If you saw them, Im sure
Youd be forced to remember
What we dont have anymore
Ive got a pile of pictures
Ive got a whole stack of proof
Ive got pictures to prove it and all I ever do is
Stare at the pictures for hours on end
They tell the truth to me
While Im sure you just pretend
And you deny we ever happened and swear it never was that way
Even youll admit when I submit to you exhibit a right?
Ive got pictures to prove it
Im not just blowing smoke
If you dont believe me, believe them
No this aint no joke
Ive got a pile of pictures
Ive got a whole stack of proof
Someone look at the pictures
Ive got, Ive got...