Tekster: Bad Religion. The New America. 1000 Memories.

You were the one
You were my everything
Never apart
No one in between

Then one day
When you went your own way
You felt justified
And I was mortified

But today
You are just a picture, oh ho
You are just a picture, oh ho

And a thousand memories
Is all I take with me
Cuz your smile is just too much to see
You're just a thousand memories

Fantasies
Broken dreams
Reveries
Sordid histories

Following my heart, laden with reaction
Without calibration or design
Committed to a trial a life of understanding
Can't somebody show a sign to you?

For me, to see if you only knew

That you were the one
You were my everything
Never apart
No one in between

Then one day
When you went your own way
You felt justified
And I was mortified

But today
You are just a picture, oh ho
You are just a picture, oh ho

And a thousand memories
Is all I take with me
'Cause a picture is worth a thousand memories