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 Joey's head?      And this is where I grew up   I think the present owner fixed it up   I never knew we'd ever went without   The second floor is hard for sneaking out      And this is where I went to school   Most of the time had better things to do   Criminal record says I've broke in twice   I must have done it half a dozen times      I wonder if it's 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 looking out the back door   I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor   It's hard to say it, time to say it   Goodbye, goodbye      Every memory of walking out the front door   I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for   It's hard to say it, time to say it   Goodbye, goodbye   Goodbye      Remember the old arcade?   Blew every dollar that we ever made   The cops hated us hanging out   They said somebody went and burned it down      We used to listen to the radio   And sing along with every song we know   We said someday we'd find out how if feels   To sing to more than just the steering wheel      Kim's the first girl I kissed   I was so nervous that I nearly missed   She's had a couple of kids since then   I haven't seen her since God knows when      Oh oh oh   Oh God I      Every memory of looking out the back door   I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor   It's hard to say it, time to say it   Goodbye, goodbye      Every memory of walking out the front door   I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for   It's hard to say it, time to say it   Goodbye, goodbye      I miss that town   I miss their faces   You can't erase   You can't replace it      I miss it now   I can't believe it   So hard to stay   Too hard to leave it      If I could I relive those days   I know the one thing that would never change      Every memory of looking out the back door   I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor   It's hard to say it, time to say it   Goodbye, goodbye      Every memory of walking out the front door   I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for   It's hard to say it, time to say it   Goodbye, goodbye      Look at this photograph   Every time I do it makes me laugh   Every time I do it makes me