Photograph

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'd ever went without 
The second floor is hard for sneaking out 

And this is where I went to school 
Most of the time I had better things to do 
Criminal records says I've broke in twice 
I must have 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 woulndn't let me in 
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Every memory of walking 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 
Goodbye, goodbye