Cut Me Out of the Pictures

We did when we said.. we do.... Now it’s no secret that we don’t If not for the sake of one We wouldn’t fake a happy home We keep pictures on the walls Of happy times and better days But we both wish we could go back And see the err of our ways Cut me out of the pictures Free me from this living hell There’s one 8x10 prison And several 10x12 inch cells They’re all void of passion Yet it’s here that we dwell Cut me out of the pictures Free me from this living hell There’s no use in denying.... We’ve gone from lovers to barely friends If this is what eternity holds Well then I guess we’ve both been damned These ties they bind like shackles The weight of our vow brings a tear Don’t ever trust a smiling face When it’s been framed in for years Cut me out of the pictures Free me from this living hell There’s one 8x10 prison And several 10x12 inch cells They’re all void of any passion Yet it’s here that we dwell Cut me out of the pictures Free me from this living hell Truth be told we’re living lies Comfort is why we compromise We’d just assume see us split up So we could chase our own desires Cut me out of the pictures Free me from this living hell There’s one 8x10 prison And several 10x12 inch cells They’re all void of any passion Yet it’s here that we dwell Cut me out of the pictures Free me from this living hell Cut me out of the pictures... Free me from this living hell