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Pictures Of The Past
Warren Barfield

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I think it’s time That I forgive you Oh, I’ve kept this inside Long enough Remember the 5th grade And all the jokes you made At my expense Oh I wanted to trip you in the hall And watch your books fall ever since And I can’t remember your last name But your first was Stephen If you ever hear this song Do you think we could call it even? [CHORUS]: Cause Love doesn’t keep a record of wrongs It lets go, it moves on Oh cause time goes by so fast To keep painting pictures of the past I’ve got one of those brains That can’t remember where I set my keys LyricsOh but I could recite every hurtful word ever spoken to me I say I forgive and I try to forget But it’s like getting caught in a rainstorm And trying not to get wet Oh and I’ve weathered my share of wrongs By God’s grace I am slowly drying off Yeah yeah yeah [BRIDGE]: And I’ve carefully compiled A list of names and faces And I canpoint out the scars that each one gave me, yeah And I’ve plotted my revenge fueled by these mental images But today I’m throwing all my pictures away Yeah yeah [CHORUS]: Love doesn’t keep a record of wrongs It lets go, it moves on Oh cause time goes by way too fast To keep painting pictures of the past Stop painting pictures of the past Stop painting pictures Stop painting pictures…of the past Yeah, yeah From Lyrics Mania