Letra de Return To Sender
These times I remember are the ones

where I laughed I gave I became

posemarks from different eras

lives I can barely remember

stories that retell (rewrite) themselves with

different endings (bitter endings)

It's intangible looking better off pretending

nothing ever happened

There is no one here to write hom eabout

There is no one here in this town

I traveled the world. Welcomes overstayed

and passports overstamped. All I got was a t-shirt.

I sent you a package of irony. Did you receive her?