I found pictures of us
Pictures of us smiling
Smiling in the small booth
Booth with the crappy lighting

And I found ticket stubs from
From those artsy movies
Movies, oh, that changed us
Changed us from our old selves
Old selves who didn't grasp
Grasp what life could mean

I found crumpled napkins
Napkins from the diner
The diner that we crowned the
The greatest diner ever

And I found broke guitar picks
Picks I had to buy as
As tradition when we
We would stop inside that
That tiny music shop
Music shop I loved

But, oh, I also found the notes
The notes that tear my heart out
That seperate us both
Goddamn them

But, oh, I also found the notes
The notes that tear my heart out
That seperate us both
They tear my fucking heart out



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