Well it looks like
you finally made
the front page
You always did look
good in white
And I hope you like the ring
of your new name
The one you'll
be given tonight
Well all of this is news to me
I wondered why
you never called
I guess that's the way
that it's meant to be
If you're gonna ride
you've gotta learn to fall
But where do I fit in the picture
or do I really fit at all
Or have I become a fixture
on an old forgotten wall
Well it looks like
I finally made the front page
You know you
always said I would
And things are well here
in room 28
God I hope you're doin' good
There's a picture in my wallet
that I look at sometimes
It sends chills
through my bones
A long lost love
or whatever you wanna call it
Woah but it left me all alone
Where do I fit in the picture
or do I really fit at all
Or have I become a fixture
on an old forgotten wall
On an old forgotten wall