Sackville
Plastic Bags
They are without remorse
They climb through the windows
And they're sorting through
Last week's letters
And they find the one
Where you break my heart
Ah-oh
To me you would be so bold
To write to me in cold
And they're passing out
Your handwriting
And they're making jokes
Letras de cancionesAt my expense
Ah-oh, ah-oh
Ah-oh, ah-oh
And they're sealing up
All that bitterness
And they seal it up
Into plastic bags
Ah-oh, ah-oh
Ah-oh, ah-oh
Ah-oh, ah-oh
Ah-oh, ah-oh
Ah-oh
From Letras Mania