Where Do I Fit In the Picture

Well, it looks like you finally made the front page

You always did look good in white

And I hope you like the ring of your new name

The one you'll be given tonight

Well, all of this is news to me

I wondered why you never called

I guess that's the way that it's meant to be

If you're gonna ride, you gotta learn to fall

But where do I fit in the picture?

Or do I really fit at all?

Or have I become a fixture

On an old, forgotten wall?

Well, it looks like I finally made the front page

You know you always said I would

And things are well here in room twenty-eight

God, I hope you're doin' good

There's a picture in my wallet that I look at sometimes

It sends chills through my bones

Long lost love, or whatever you wanna call it

Whoa, but it left me all alone

Where do I fit in the picture?

Or do I really fit at all?

Or have I become a fixture

On an old, forgotten wall?

On an old, forgotten wall