got a faded photograph

burned at one edge


lit that fire when you thought love was dead



sign it with an autograph

Ex's and Oh's

there is no love left in those sepia tones

tell me what you want

your family and friends think

we can't pretend

we can't be friends

to make amends with the end



white like a wedding gown

just dye it black

gifts from the registry

guess we'll give them back



and i burnt the pictures

of a then blushing bride

but now there's nothing but a house to divide

tell me that you want it

just for old times sake

we can't agree

to disagree

hear my plea and move on



tell me that you love another

but you still love me

you can go to hell

it'll suit you well

it'll match your cold black heart

your cold black heart.

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