Letters

She found a letter that he wrote in her mailbox
With the letters and the quotes that he always thought
She had tears coming down that he usually caught
It’s a dream they both had but they never got (never got)

So profound looking for a song to drown the sounds
Or making love or faking love while lacing love with pounds of doubt
Looking for ways to sort it out
Throwing those words in hateful routes
While sitting between his love seat
What the f*ck is it all about
Enough with all this he said and she said
Let’s talk about the things that we said
When we started this never thought we’d end up like the leaves did
When we did we should have ceased it but we just increased it and that’s probably why

She found a letter that he wrote in her mailbox
With the letters and the quotes that he always thought
She had tears coming down that he usually caught
It’s a dream they both had but they never got (never got)

Sounding out words of a curse that we all have found
Seems like love is the answer taking us high above the clouds
Hooking us into a happy house then raining on us
Till the walls came down love why aren’t you good to me didn’t my hearts sing songs aloud
And I question how I got to this talking to love what a crock of sh*t
It seems like we could’ve worked it out there’s ways that we could have conquered this
But we just practice that sorry bit then it’s a**hole you started this
And that’s probably why

She found a letter that he wrote in her mailbox
With the letters and the quotes that he always thought
She had tears coming down that he usually caught
It’s a dream they both had but they never got (never got)
He said she said we said
He said she said we said
He said she said we said
He said she said we said