Picture Postcard Lyrics - Singles - Melissa Mcclelland

Shots rang out 

Valentine's Day 

Fragrant remnants of a strewn bouquet 

A lovers' bloody quarrel 

Sweet chocolates gone to waste 

He took the petty cash 

And drove through California State 

In a San Fernando pool hall 

He caught the eye of some young broad 

Turns out the girl is only seventeen and thinks criminals are God 

She was pretty 

As pretty as a runaway can be 

And he was crazy for her 

As crazy as a crazy person can be 

The motel window framed her face 

A wash of lemon line 

Sallow yellow skin 

Sour green eyes 

Left in the drawer with the Bible 

An old syringe 

"God is lethal," he says with a knowing grin 

Don't you forget about your past, boy 

Don't you forget about the gun 

Don't you forget about Mexico 

That's where you're gonna run 

Picture postcard 

She stole the night before 

With a dirty magazine 

From the local convenience store 

A photo of Paris at night 

The Eiffel tower in lights 

An unsatisfied looking debutant 

Flip side read "je t'amie mon amour" 

Paris, France 

Don't you forget about your past, girl 

Don't you forget about the streets 

Don't you forget about the cold air 

When you're lying on that beach 

She's scared this back road has a dead end 

And that he won't fly her to the moon 

"Well, just sit tight, babe, 

We're gonna be in Mexico real soon 

So just sit there and don't say another word 

Before I go and hurt someone 

Before I go and take this gun 

And hurt someone 

I'll hurt someone