Lyrics Dear Anna - Buck-O-Nine

Dear Anna

Dear Anna
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
I’m on the couch, and I’m watching TV
Now I know why you had to leave
I’m just a bored suburban punk
And I watch too much trash TV junk
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
Understand, please, if you can
That I’ve got a short attention span
I know I’ve got a lot of things to learn
And I’ve got a lot of bad habits to burn
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
When you’re sick and you’ve had too much
Anna, you can come over for lunch
And I’ll cut the crusts right off your white bread
Anna, we can watch the sunset
If it wouldn’t interfere with my programs
Next year
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
Dear Anna
Won’t you come back to me?