Junk Mail
When you left, didn't even leave a noteSaved yourself, didn't spare my pain,Now I know how it feels to hit the wall,I'll never fall again;
And the junk mail still comes for you,And reminds me of a time I'll never regret.The junk mail still comes for you,And reminds me of a life I need to forget.
Gazing down on the busy street below,From my room where the walls are grey;Don't know how I will ever get myselfThrough another day.
And the junk mail still comes for you,And reminds me of a time I'll never regret.The junk mail still comes for you,And reminds me of a life I need to forget.
I poured some wine,And I poured a glass for you,I should know that I just need one.And last night I lit two cigarettes,Forgetting that you'd gone.
And the junk mail still comes for you,And reminds me of a time I'll never regret.The junk mail still comes for you,
And reminds me of a life I need to forget.