Ex's & Oh's

Got a faded photograph

Burned at one edge

Lit that fire when you thought

Love was dead

Sign it with an autograph

Ex's and oh's

There is no love left

In those sepia tones

Tell me what you want?

Your family and friends think

We can't pretend

We can't be friends

To make amends with the end

White like a wedding gown

Just dye it black

Gifts from the registry

Guess we'll give them back

And I burnt the pictures

Of a then blushing bride

But now there's nothing

But a house to divide

Tell me that you want it?

Just for old times sake

We can't agree

To disagree

Hear my plea and move on

Tell me that you love another?

But you still love me

You can go to hell, it'll suit you well

It'll match your cold black heart

Your cold black heart