Do you ever look at that picture
And wonder what happened?
'Cause I do.
It fascinates me
How I cry over what used to be
Yet I don't know what that was.

Do you ever look at that picture
And wonder what changed?
'Cause I do.
It amazes me
How I would dream of past times
Yet I can't even remember them.

I always wonder
What happened
And what changed

Was it me?
Did I ruin everything?
What did I do?

Of course
You'll tell me that
It wasn't me
That it had nothing
To do with me.

Do you ever look at that picture
And cry your heart out,
Or have the urge to rip it to shreds
So you'll never have to look at it again?

'Cause I do.
Every damn time.