Photograph Santana (Ft. Chris Daughtry)

[Verse 1]
I'm outta luck, outta love
Got a photograph, picture of
Passion killer, you're too much
You're the only one I wanna touch

I see your face every time I dream
On every page, every magazine
So wild and free, so far from me
You're all I want, my fantasy

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, look what you've done to this rock and roll clown
Oh-oh, look what you've done

[Chorus]
(Photograph) I don't want your
(Photograph) I don't need your
(Photograph) All I've got is a photograph (Photograph)

[Verse 2]
I'd be your lover, if you were there
Put your hurt on me if you dare
Such a woman, you got style
You make every man feel like a child, oh