i'm throwing away pictures
that i never should have
taken in the first place
and it's cold in my apartment
as i'm changing all the colors
from the brightest reds to grays
well it's 3 o'clock
on monday morning
i'm just hoping you're
not seeing his face
i've been getting calls
in these hotel rooms
long enough to know
that it was him
that took my place
and i hope this makes
you happy now
that the flame we
had is burning out
and i hope you like your
pictures facing down
as even broken hearts
may have their doubts
and i'm burning
all the letters
her and her bad taste
that she left when
she was leaving me
as she walked out of this place
and you dropped the note
and we changed key
you changed yourself
and i changed me
i really didn't see us
singing through this
then you screamed the
bridge and i
and our chorus came
out unrehearsed
and you smiled the
whole way through it
i guess maybe that's
what's worse
memories off the shelf
and i don't need
you or anybody else
so take a look at me
see what you want to see
when you get home
take me home
i'd rather die
than be with you
take me home
with the truth
take me home
every time
i knew it would