Timothy 2:22) I WATCH THE TEARS ROLL DOWN HER FACE LIKE A HEAVY RAIN SHE DON'T GET HER PICTURE MADE NO MORE SON'T GET HER PICTURE MADE NO MORE IT'S
Pain I Watch Her Tears Roll Down Her Face Like A Heavy Rain [chorus] She Don't Get Her Picture Made No More Don't Get Her Picture Made No More It's
Of Pain I Watch Her Tears Roll Down Her Face Like A Heavy Rain [chorus] She Don't Get Her Picture Made No More Don't Get Her Picture Made No More It'
would've had you drowned at fucking birth. Bring forth the future, because the past is haunting my dreams. Every picture you left for me, seemed picture perfect
, something new Something borrowed, something blue It was the perfect wedding day Band of gold, dress of white Handsome groom, blushing bride Pretty pictures
boy Comes around in the morning Stepping lightly, Taking coffee in the garden Where the sunflowers inspire you To paint a picture, Write
't help but to see They say that I am complex Don't believe everything I read And sometimes it is hard to explain all that I have seen I don't smile for pictures
will Picture for a moment the perfect irony A flawless new beginning eclipsed by tragedy The uninvited stranger started dancing on his own So we said goodbye to the glowing bride
of glass He could see right through Invisible They married in October She made a beautiful bride His whole world revolved around her They had a picture perfect
trust myself my flesh might crush myself my pride my lust my wealth thank God for Christ my help x2 i remember 1999 i thought i was doing fine a picture of perfect
never will Picture for a moment The perfect irony A flawless new beginning Eclipsed by irony. The uninvited stranger Started dancing on his own So we said goodbye to the glowing bride
of glass he could see right through. Invisible. They married in October. She made a beautiful bride. His world revolved around her. They had a picture perfect
new Something borrowed, something blue It was the perfect wedding day Band of gold, dress of white Handsome groom, blushing bride Pretty pictures in
like a fucking disease, well Let's see how good you look at the end of a meathook same old wretched mess I had the perfect words, you wore the perfect
