Your Picture

I've got your picture
I've got some scissors
They're sharp and ready
My hands are steady

My thoughts are bad bad bad bad bad every day
I feel so sad sad sad sad sad since you went away

I could tell you what
But I can't tell you why
I can give you all the reasons
But they're not the ones that rhyme

Reach for a matchbook
Take one long last look
Our stuff was pretty
And that's a pity

My thoughts are bad bad bad bad bad every day
I feel so sad sad sad sad sad since you went away

I could tell you when
But I can't tell you where
We used to dream together
Now I just sit and stare

My thoughts are bad bad bad bad bad every day
I feel so sad sad sad sad sad since you went away

I could tell you who
But I can't tell you how
My future is all behind me
And the past just taunts me now

I slam the trunk lid
It hides what we did
That truth's still lying
Now don't go prying

My thoughts are bad bad bad bad bad every day
I feel so sad sad sad sad sad since you went away