I'll stack
these magazines in the corner
After I'm done with him
And I still got the same hope that I started with
That you'll be in one of them
My camera shed some tears since you left him
With nothing
With nothing
How am I supposed to remember?
Ooh
When I showed him my kids, girl Ooh
When I'm older And my mom is telling me to forget you
What's gonna make me remember?
That's why I was always taking pictures Pictures
Cause I didn't wanna miss a thing Miss a thing
Tell me how could you take the pictures Pictures
Cause I knew they were all that I had left Nothing left
They were part of my history History
I was always taking pictures Cause I didn't wanna miss you so bad
Miss you this bad
Miss you so bad
Miss you so We didn't make love
Celebrated its invention Confetti on the mattress
I used to have those images Tonight I came home
They were just embers in the fire Along with my hard drive
No notes,
no goodbye How the hell am I supposed to remember?
Ooh Tell me now
I got the memories But memories don't last
That's why I was always taking pictures
Pictures Cause I didn't wanna miss a thing
Miss a thing
Tell me how could you take the pictures
Pictures When you knew they were all that I had left
Nothing left
They were part of my history
History I was always taking pictures
Cause I didn't wanna miss you so bad With no video,
no Polaroid
With no record of the love we had
My lapton wasn't fast enough
To catch my heart breaking high No smiles in my picture frame,
no
Just goddamn
little basic ones With the picture frames going rich
Models,
wedding pictures,
you know That's why I was always taking pictures
Pictures
Cause I didn't wanna miss a thing
Miss a thing Tell me how could you take the pictures
Pictures When you knew they were all that I had left