Another west coast Saturday
And the shore gives me a crash and it’s gone
Just like the midnight getaway
When I ducked into a cab and pushed on
She had a pretty face silhouette
And she told me that she liked how I kiss
What’s the point, point anyway?
Dreaming of this
‘Cause it’s gone, in the past
But we’ll always be together in the photograph
No, our love didn’t last
But we’ll always be together in the photograph
No, I won’t forget all the things she said
And the way she looked at me that night
‘Cause it’s stuck under glass
Yeah, we’ll always be together in the photograph
Books on the bed frame, countertop
She had papers on the dresser and drawers
Can still hear her ‘don’t you ever stop’
We were laying in her room on the floor
She had a dark side underneath
But I never saw it peeking its head
Sometimes she dances through my thoughts
But I know it’s dead
And it’s gone, in the past
But we’ll always be together in the photograph
No, our love didn’t last
But we’ll always be together in the photograph
No, I won’t forget all the things she said
And the way she looked at me that night
‘Cause it’s stuck under glass
Yeah, we’ll always be together in the photograph
She’s not the one, hey, woah
Well I think about her now and then it hurts me so
She’s not the one, hey, woah
When I close my eyes I see her face but still I know
She’s not the one, woah
I think about her now and then
But it’s gone, in the past
But we’ll always be together in the photograph
No, our love didn’t last
But we’ll always be together in the photograph
No, I won’t forget all the things she said
And the way she looked at me that night
‘Cause it’s stuck under glass
Yeah, we’ll always be together in the photograph
It’s better like that