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 Joeys head? 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 sneakin 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 mustve done it half a dozen times I wonder if its too late Should I go back and try to graduate? Life's better now than it was back then If I was them I wouldn't let me in oh oh oh Oh god I Every memory of lookin out the back door I got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor Its hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye Every memory of walkin out the front door I found the photo of the friend that I was lookin for Its hard to say it, time to say it Goodbye, goodbye