Photograph - Nickelback (lyrics) Look at this photograph Every time I do, it makes me laugh How did our eyes get so red? And what the hell is on Joey\u0027s head? And this is where I grew up I think the present owner fixed it up I never knew we ever went without The second floor is hard for sneaking out And this is where I went to school Most of the time had better things to do Criminal record says I broke in twice I must\u0027ve done it half a dozen times I wonder if it\u0027s too late Should I go back and try to graduate? Life\u0027s better now than it was back then If I was them, I wouldn\u0027t let me in Oh, oh, oh Oh, God, I, I Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It\u0027s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It\u0027s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye (Goodbye) Remember the old arcade? Blew every dollar that we ever made The cops hated us hangin\u0027 out They say somebody went and burned it down We used to listen to the radio And sing along with every song we know We said someday we\u0027d find out how it feels To sing to more than just the steering wheel Kim\u0027s the first girl I kissed I was so nervous that I nearly missed She\u0027s had a couple of kids since then I haven\u0027t seen her since God knows when Oh, oh, oh Oh, God, I, I Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It\u0027s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It\u0027s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye I miss that town I miss their faces You can\u0027t erase You can\u0027t replace it I miss it now I can\u0027t believe it So hard to stay Too hard to leave it If I could relive those days I know the one thing that would never change Every memory of looking out the back door I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor It\u0027s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walking out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for It\u0027s hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Look at this photograph Every time I do, it makes me laugh Every time I do, it makes me