Chaz Cardigan - Pictures Lyrics

Met you on the 4th of July,
looking like a Boston riot
You were my type,
I was a loaded gun back then baby

So we were like a perfect match,
Revolution heart attack
I don't know what changed
I guess we got older or something

But I got of sick of listening
to you say I'm not pitching in,
when I'm paying the bills again
and you're stoned watching CNN

If it's over, fine,
we can leave the pictures up
Wouldn't that be nice,
to never have fix it love, fix it love
like
all my time, all my time,
it was worth it that's a lie,
but we can leave the pictures up

When it's over
we can keep the pictures
where they wont come down

Called it on the 4th of July,
fire pulling down the sky
I got on my bike,
you weren't worth going crazy

Talking bout tantrums every Thursday night,
got debt collectors left and right
That was yours, and now it's mine
like people do this all the time

If it's over, fine,
we can leave the pictures up
Wouldn't that be nice,
to never have fix it love, fix it love
like
all my time, all my time,
it was worth it that's a lie,
but we can leave the pictures up

When it's over
we can keep the pictures
where they wont come down
(we can leave the pictures up)

When it's over
we can keep the pictures
where they wont come down
(we can leave the pictures up)

Boy I sure would love to get the feeling back
back to being us, it's way too late for that
The best that we can do is mitigate the burn
keep the memory, change realities

If it's over, fine
I'ma leave the pictures up
cause I'm way too tired
and I don't wanna fix it love, fix it love
All my time, all my time,
it was worth it that's a lie
but we can leave the pictures up

Wouldn't that be nice,
to never have fix it love, fix it love
like
All my time, all my time,
it was worth it that's a lie
but we can leave the pictures up
Pictures up

When it's over
(yeah)
we can keep the pictures
where they wont come down
We can leave the pictures up

When it's over
we can keep the pictures
where they wont come down
We can leave the pictures up

Met you on the 4th of July,
ended like a Boston riot

Memories were Fort Knox Gold.
A lifetime ago I could distill them with a disposable camera,
develop their quintessence in a CVS

I remember we were Indivisible,
Union uninterrupted.

Now, the selfies we take
and the love we make are stored in the Cloud.
Memories are holograma.
I don't remember how I felt an hour ago.
But I love you
or
I love the imprint of what I thought we were.

It was I Love Lucy. Fresh Prince.
Boy Meets World and Oprah.
I want to be wrong

Met you on the 4th of July,
looking like a Boston riot
You were my type,
I was a loaded gun back then baby

So we were like a perfect match,
Revolution heart attack
I don't know what changed
I guess we got older or something

But I got of sick of listening
to you say I'm not pitching in,
when I'm paying the bills again
and you're stoned watching CNN

If it's over, fine,
we can leave the pictures up
Wouldn't that be nice,
to never have fix it love, fix it love
like
all my time, all my time,
it was worth it that's a lie,
but we can leave the pictures up

When it's over
we can keep the pictures
where they wont come down

Called it on the 4th of July,
fire pulling down the sky
I got on my bike,
you weren't worth going crazy

Talking bout tantrums every Thursday night,
got debt collectors left and right
That was yours, and now it's mine
like people do this all the time

If it's over, fine,
we can leave the pictures up
Wouldn't that be nice,
to never have fix it love, fix it love
like
all my time, all my time,
it was worth it that's a lie,
but we can leave the pictures up

When it's over
we can keep the pictures
where they wont come down
(we can leave the pictures up)

When it's over
we can keep the pictures
where they wont come down
(we can leave the pictures up)

Boy I sure would love to get the feeling back
back to being us, it's way too late for that
The best that we can do is mitigate the burn
keep the memory, change realities

If it's over, fine
I'ma leave the pictures up
cause I'm way too tired
and I don't wanna fix it love, fix it love
All my time, all my time,
it was worth it that's a lie
but we can leave the pictures up

Wouldn't that be nice,
to never have fix it love, fix it love
like
All my time, all my time,
it was worth it that's a lie
but we can leave the pictures up
Pictures up

When it's over
(yeah)
we can keep the pictures
where they wont come down
We can leave the pictures up

When it's over
we can keep the pictures
where they wont come down
We can leave the pictures up

Met you on the 4th of July,
ended like a Boston riot

Memories were Fort Knox Gold.
A lifetime ago I could distill them with a disposable camera,
develop their quintessence in a CVS

I remember we were Indivisible,
Union uninterrupted.

Now, the selfies we take
and the love we make are stored in the Cloud.
Memories are holograma.
I don't remember how I felt an hour ago.
But I love you
or
I love the imprint of what I thought we were.

It was I Love Lucy. Fresh Prince.
Boy Meets World and Oprah.
I want to be wrong