I got pictures of you somewhere in a closet

I had so many things then I fucking lost it

I got a picture of us in an old coat pocket

Ripped apart at the seams so I finally tossed it

I got pictures of you somewhere in the basement

Clouded thoughts of memories, now faded

I got a picture of us, but I never got a chance to frame it

We didn't weather the calm before, it's no wonder we didn't make it

I burnt the bridge of the last friend who gave a shit

I burnt the bridge of the last friend who'd talk me off a ledge

I learned the hard way how it ends cause of everything I did

Choking on the past, while you're still living in it

I got pictures of you somewhere in the garage

In my brain, a scattered pain, and a scrapbook collage

I got a picture of us, together as kids, on the fridge, just because

I don't even notice it anymore because it's been there for so long

I burnt the bridge of the last friend who gave a shit

I burnt the bridge of the last friend who'd talk me off a ledge

I learned the hard way how it ends cause of everything I did

Choking on the past, while you're still living in it

Yeah, you stormed out about it

And I found higher ground while the rain came down on me

But I ain't afraid of you no more, you see?

I stood out like a dad on the porch just to be

Ready to watch you roll through my goddamn city

I got pictures of you

I got pictures of you

Holding on to just a few

I got pictures of you