Verse:
The stories that your eyes tell are becoming lesser known
It s hard to become familiar with something you re never shown
Photographs became more familiar a long time ago
And everything s changed, but you really wouldn t know

Because you ve abandoned me for a life that s a little more fake
I m the soil from where you ve grown, but you re bringing out the rake
They don t know you like I do and they don t really care
But on the other hand I ve never seen you give me that glare

Chorus:
I hate the place where your pictures hang
And I hate this room, cuz it s where you and me sang
I hate this bass guitar; it s where I watched you try to play
But I hate this bed, cuz it brings me dreams of yesterday

Verse:
You think I m overreacting, but why don t you look in the glass?
Behind your reflection, is our shattered past
And breathing is welcome but not required
I thought I was stuck in your memories, but you re bringing out the pliers

Chorus

Verse:
You may think that it s starting, but I m over and done
I really hope that it s finished, but it s just begun
Time without you, the absence of your voice
I don t know why I feel so bad, cuz it was your choice

Chorus

I hate the place where your pictures hang
And I hate High School, cuz it s where you and me began