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The lost art of writing a letter Has been distilled down to nudes and follow requests Sometimes I'm the debt collector Reaching for love, I'm begging on the internet The wholehearted explanation Has fought the condemnation of saving face Since time was a shaky foot stepped fawn from outer space If I let you down, don't wait around What good is good advice just before you hit the ground? What do you feel, let's keep it real What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel? I think I need therapy, something's wrong I never thought it once yeah (that's a lie) You never came second yeah (don't be shy) Third time lucky, we stayed polite It was more like four with an appetite Yeah five times, we're getting it right Six cold sweats, then 7 8 9 Death by a thousand cuts and we didn't even have to try The lost art of writing a record Has been distilled down to making the playlist Sometimes I'm lost for hope Letras de cancionesAnd maybe I might, cease, desist What does it take? 'Til it breaks In the UK or the states? This hometown hero has a window he can race If I let you down, don't wait around What good is good advice just before you hit the ground? What do you feel, let's keep it real What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel? I think I need therapy, something's wrong I never thought it once yeah (that's a lie) You never came second yeah (don't be shy) Third time lucky, we stayed polite It was more like four with an appetite Yeah five times, we're getting it right Six cold sweats, then 7 8 9 Death by a thousand cuts and we didn't even have to try What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel? What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel? What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel? What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel? I think I need therapy, something's wrong If I let you down, don't wait around What good is good advice just before you hit the ground? What do you feel, let's keep it real What good is good advice if it's my Achilles' Heel? I never thought it once yeah (that's a lie) You never came second yeah (don't be shy) Third time lucky, we stayed polite It was more like four with an appetite Yeah five times, we're getting it right Six cold sweats, then 7 8 9 Death by a thousand cuts and we didn't even have to try From Letras Mania