Photograph
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Look at this Photograph, everytime I do it makes me laugh,
How did our eyes get so red, and what the hell is on Joey's head?
And this is where I grew up, I think the present owner fixed it up,
I never knew we ever went without,the second floor is high for sneakin' out.
And this is where I went to school, most of the time had better things to do,
Criminal record says I broke in twice, I must have done half a dozen times.
I wonder if it's too late, should I go back and try to graduate,
Life's better now than it was back then, if I was them I wouldn't let me
in...
Oh Oh Oh... Oh God I!
Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread
out on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it
Good-bye, Good-bye.
Every memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend
that I was looking for, It's hard to say it, time to say it
Good-Bye, Good-Bye.
Remember the old arcade? Blew every dollar that we ever made.
The Cops hated us hangin' out, they say somebody went and burned it down.
We use to listen to the radio and sing along with every song we'd know.
We said someday we'd find out how it feels to sing to more than just the
steering wheel.
Kim's the first girl I kissed. I was so nervous that I nearly missed.
She's had a couple of kids since then. I haven't seen her since god knows
when.
Oh Oh Oh... Oh God I!
Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread
out on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-bye, Good-bye.
Every memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend
that I was looking for. It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-Bye, Good-bye.
I miss that time, I miss their faces
You can't erase, You can't replace it.
I miss it now. I can't believe it.
So hard to stay. To hard to leave it.
If I could relive those days I know the one thing that would never change...
Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the photo album spread
out on my bedroom floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-bye, Good-bye.
Every memory of walkin out the front door, I found the photo of the friend
that I was looking for, It's hard to say it, time to say it,
Good-Bye, Good-bye.
Look at this photograph...every time I do it makes me laugh.
Every time I do it makes me.
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Readable chord sheet for Photograph by Nickelback
[D]Look at this Photo[A]graph, everytime I do it makes me [C]laugh,
How did our eyes get so [G]red, and what the hell is on Joey's [D]head?
[D]And this is where I grew [A]up, I think the present owner fixed it [C]up,
I never knew we ever went wit[G]hout,the second floor is high for sneakin' [D]out.
[D]And this is where I went to s[A]chool, most of the time had better things to [C]do,
Criminal record says I broke in [G]twice, I must have done half a dozen [D]times.
[D]I wonder if it's too l[A]ate, should I go back and try to grad[C]uate,
Life's better now than it was back [G]then, if I was them I wouldn't let me
[C]in...
Oh Oh Oh...[G] Oh God I!
[D]Every memory of lookin out the back door, I had the [A]photo album spread
out on my bedroom [C]floor, It's hard to say it, time to say it
[G]Good-bye, Good-bye.
[D]Every memory of walkin out the front door, I found the [A]photo of the friend
that I was looking [C]for, It's hard to say it, time to say it
[G]Good-Bye, Good-Bye.
[D]Remember the old arc[A]ade? Blew every dollar that we ever [C]made.
The Cops hated us hangin' [G]out, they say somebody went and burned it [D]down.
We use to listen to the ra[A]dio and sing along with every song we'd [C]know.
We said someday we'd find out how it [G]feels to sing to more than just the
steering [D]wheel.
[D]Kim's the first girl I k[A]issed. I was so nervous that I nearly [C]missed.
She's had a couple of kids since [G]then. I haven't seen her since god knows
[C]when.
Oh Oh Oh..[G]. Oh God I!
Every me[D]mory of lookin out the back door, I had the [A]photo album spread
out on my bedroom floor, It's [C]hard to say it, time to say it,
[G]Good-bye, Good-bye.
Every [D]memory of walkin out the front door, I found the [A]photo of the friend
that I was looking for. It's [C]hard to say it, time to say it,
[G]Good-Bye, Good-bye.
[D]I miss that tim[A]e, I miss their fa[C]ces
You can't er[G]ase, You can't repl[D]ace it.
I miss it n[A]ow. I can't belie[C]ve it.
So hard to s[G]tay. To hard to le[D]ave it.
[D]If I could relive those [A]days I know the one thing that would never [C]change...
Every [D]memory of lookin out the back door, I had the [A]photo album spread
out on my bedroom floor, It's [C]hard to say it, time to say it,
[G]Good-bye, Good-bye.
Every [D]memory of walkin out the front door, I found the [A]photo of the friend
that I was looking for, It's [C]hard to say it, time to say it,
[G]Good-Bye, Good-bye.
[D]Look at this photo[A]graph...every time I do it makes me [C]laugh.
Every time I do it makes [G]me.
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