I looked at your photograph album
Clicked through your Facebook page
I hoped I might find at least one of me and you
Back in our puppy love days

You probably filed 'em in your trash can
Hell, I wouldn’t blame you if you did
I was young and dumb, not worth the kisses that you gave me
I was probably easy to forget

But all our used-to -be's, all our once-upon-a-time’s
Play on a silver-screen somewhere in the back of my mind
You keep showing up, like a Hollywood fixture
You’re still the leading role in my head full of moving pictures
Moving pictures

No, your face hasn’t faded
Like all the other girls' have
And every time I swear I’m getting on with my life
A thought of you'll stab me in the back

Then it's high definition
Full-color in a flash:
The emerald in your eyes against the champagne of the sunset
On the hood of that blue Chevy that I had

And all our used-to -be's, all our once-upon-a-time’s
Play on a silver screen somewhere in the back of my mind
You keep showing up, like a Hollywood fixture
You’re still the leading role in my head full of moving...

Pictures of you falling onto my chest
Whispering my name under your breath
The promise on your finger that I couldn’t keep
And the hurt in your eyes rolling onto your cheeks
When you threw it back at me

All our used-to -be's, all our once-upon-a-time’s
Play on a silver screen somewhere in the back of my mind
You keep showing up, like a Hollywood fixture
You’re still the leading role in my head full of moving pictures
Moving pictures
I looked at your photograph album
Clicked through your Facebook page
I noticed you were single
Couldn’t help but wonder if, I might get another chance with you someday