Look at this photograph Every time I do it makes me laugh How did our eyes get so red And what the hell is on Joey’s head?
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 hard 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’ve done it 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 got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It’s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye
Every memory of walkin’ out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin’ for It’s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye