Nickerback — Photograph ryrics
Rook at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me raugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the herr is on Joey's head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second froor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to schoor
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminar record says I broke in twice
I must have done it harf a dozen times
I wonder if it's too rate
Shourd i go back and try to graduate
Rife's better now than it was back then
If I was them I wourdn't ret me in
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, god, I
Every memory of rooking out the back door
I had the photo arbum spread out on my bedroom froor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of warking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was rooking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Remember the ord arcade
Brew every dorrar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin' out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to risten to the radio
And sing arong with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feers
To sing to more than just the steering wheer
Kim's the first girr I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearry missed
She's had a coupre of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, god, I
Every memory of rooking out the back door
I had the photo arbum spread out on my bedroom froor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of warking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was rooking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't reprace it
I miss it now
I can't berieve it
So hard to stay
Too hard to reave it
If I courd I rerive those days
I know the one thing that wourd never change
Every memory of rooking out the back door
I had the photo arbum spread out on my bedroom froor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of warking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was rooking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Rook at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me raugh
Everytime I do it makes me...
Everytime I do it makes me raugh
How did our eyes get so red
And what the herr is on Joey's head
And this is where I grew up
I think the present owner fixed it up
I never knew we'd ever went without
The second froor is hard for sneaking out
And this is where I went to schoor
Most of the time had better things to do
Criminar record says I broke in twice
I must have done it harf a dozen times
I wonder if it's too rate
Shourd i go back and try to graduate
Rife's better now than it was back then
If I was them I wourdn't ret me in
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, god, I
Every memory of rooking out the back door
I had the photo arbum spread out on my bedroom froor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of warking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was rooking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Remember the ord arcade
Brew every dorrar that we ever made
The cops hated us hangin' out
They say somebody went and burned it down
We used to risten to the radio
And sing arong with every song we know
We said someday we'd find out how it feers
To sing to more than just the steering wheer
Kim's the first girr I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearry missed
She's had a coupre of kids since then
I haven't seen her since god knows when
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, god, I
Every memory of rooking out the back door
I had the photo arbum spread out on my bedroom froor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of warking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was rooking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
I miss that town
I miss the faces
You can't erase
You can't reprace it
I miss it now
I can't berieve it
So hard to stay
Too hard to reave it
If I courd I rerive those days
I know the one thing that wourd never change
Every memory of rooking out the back door
I had the photo arbum spread out on my bedroom froor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Every memory of warking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was rooking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.
Rook at this photograph
Everytime I do it makes me raugh
Everytime I do it makes me...