If You Wanted A Song Written About You, All You Had To Do Was Ask - Mayday Parade

I’m throwing away pictures

That I never should have taken in the first place

And it’s cold in my apartment

As I’m changing all the colors

From the brightest reds to grays

Well it’s 3 o’clock on Monday morning

I’m just hoping you’re not seeing his face

I’ve been getting calls in these hotel rooms

Long enough to know that it was him

That took my place

And I hope this makes you happy now

That the flame we had is burning out

And I hope you like your pictures facing down

As even broken hearts may have their doubts

And I’m burning all the letters

Hoping that I might forget her and her bad taste

That she left when she was leaving me

A life of barely breathing as she walked

Out of this place

And you dropped the note and we changed key

You changed yourself and I changed me

I really didn’t see us singing through this

Then you screamed the bridge

And I cried the verse

And our chorus came out unrehearsed

And you smiled the whole way through it

I guess maybe that’s what’s worse

And I hope this makes you happy now

That the flame we had is burning out

And I hope you like your pictures facing down

As even broken hearts may have their doubts

And I’m taking all your memories off the shelf

And I don’t need you or anybody else

So take a look at me

See what you want to see

When you get home

Take me home

I’d rather die than be with you

Take me home

You have a problem with the truth

Take me home

Because this happens every time

I knew it would…

I knew it would…

Take me home

I’d rather die than be with you

Take me home

You have a problem with the truth

Take me home

Because this happens every time

And I knew it would…

I knew it would…

And I hope this makes you happy now

That the flame we had is burning out

And I hope you like your pictures facing down

As even broken hearts may have their doubts

And I’m taking all your memories off the shelf

And I don’t need you or anybody else

So take a look at me

See what you want to see

When you get home