Lyrics:
sick to death by the irony and all the lies that we create
When we're feigning every red letter day
(chorus)
The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning
i finally wrote you the letter
w/ all the things i've been meaning to say
but i was walking to your apartment
& the letter fell out of my pocket
lost lover coming back again
Where did you go?
Baby I don't know
You'd think by now that I would know better
But I ain't got a lot to show
I
The cars are passing down below
And all that's left of you is all your clothes you left your key the T.V's on
Our picture's face down by
a suitcase full of love letters floating down a cool brown river. Unsigned and undelivered,
They set my mind to wandering as to the history of the unknown
lost lover coming back again
Where did you go?
Baby I don't know
You'd think by now that I would know better
But I ain't got a lot to show
I
Promise inferred
Words never spoken
My life is burning
Could you read by the light
Letters I¹ve written
Never to follow
Poets and madmen
All defy reason
(D. Vaughn, M. Clayton, B. St.James)
Had to write this letter to you, 'cause this emptiness won't go away
Every day I shoot for something, sometimes
Instead my love letters
Read better as lines
Now you're gorgeous
Now you're gone
Love you better
Now that you're sleeping around
Now you're
Dear Mr. Gepetto,
I hope this finds you well
I wrote you this letter
Because we miss you here in hell
Well now I know it's hard when you don't
She's running towards the flame
She rides against the tide
She's brave when she's in pain
A dagger by her side
She's breaking from the tomb
She's
much sleep but it's over now
Our love is lying there
Lying by your side
Murdered by the lies you told now you're the one who cries
And your tears
I intentionally wrote it out to be an illegible mess
You wanted me to write you letters, but I'd rather lose your address
And forget that we'd ever
no
And all the people that you know, yeah
Will turn their heads as you go by
But you'll be hard to recognize
With the top down and the wind blowing,
there
She never mentioned Alabama so I don't understand
Postmarked Birmingham
A two page letter written on Ramada stationary
Dated April twenty-two
You gave me language as a gift, I turned it against you
I was stupid, I was young, I was hanged by my Judas tongue
You shouldn't give weapons
someone who has taken you from crayons to perfume.
It isn't easy but I'll try,
If you wanted the sky I'd write across the sky in letters
that would
go by
Everybody loves me but I don't know why
It used to be a kind face was a rarity
But now I got friends coming out both ends just to visit me
would write letters
Ask directions to your whereabouts
Before the slow walk the rest of the show-offs were pealing out
To many hares only one tortise
started drinkin' beers,
I'm hittin' hookaz by the dozen,
Makin' ya wetter 'cause I fuck better than your husband,
Givin' ya girl back spasms,
Cause G
the soul
Take 4 letters and let's rock 'n' roll
Are those 3 sixes on the side of your head?
Shall I get the crucifixes, are you already dead?
Should I
go by
Everybody loves me but I don't know why
It used to be a kind face was a rarity
But now I got friends coming out both ends just to visit me
These are a few of the states I'm in
The first one Jersey, the second one thin
The nicest thing of mine is yours
So take a letter down
And send
there
She never mentioned Alabama so I don't understand
Postmarked Birmingham
A two page letter written on Ramada stationary
Dated April twenty-two
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