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've 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 28 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 A 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?