This Picture I hold an image of the ashtray girl Left cigarette burns on my chest I wrote a poem that described our world And put our friendship to the test And late at night while I was on all fours She used to watch me kiss the floor What's wrong with this picture? What's wrong with this picture? Farewell the ashtray girl Forbidden snowflake Beware this troubled world And watch out for earthquakes Goodbye to open sores To broken set of four You know we miss her We miss her picture Sometimes it's faded Disentigrated The fear of growin old Sometimes it's faded Assassinated The fear of growin old Farewell the ashtray girl Angelic fruitcake Beware this troubled world Control your intake Goodbye to open sores Goodbye and furthermore You know we miss her We fuckin miss her picture Sometimes it's faded Disentigrated The fear of growin old Sometimes it's faded Assassinated The fear of growin old We hang on Though we try It's gone Sometimes it's faded Disentigrated The fear of growin old Sometimes it's faded Assassinated The fear of growin old You can't stop growin old You can't stop growin old You can't stop growin old You can't stop growin old ________________________________________