Idiots in Photos

Watching you, in a frame
I knew you then, but not the same
That smiling boy, is dead and gone
You let him die, and carried on
He used to give, and never fake
You taught him lies, and how to take
It makes me sad, to think of that
Memories flow, looking at

Idiots in photos, I used to know
I was glad to see them go
Those were good times, but now all I see
Are these idiots in photos

I remember you listening
Letting me win every game
Had my back when trouble came
Nowadays things ain’t the same
We used to be blood brothers
Now we’re too busy for each other
You stand smiling next to me
Now I realize I’m just as guilty