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