Katie Melua "Junk Mail" |
Then you left, didn't even leave a note Saved yourself, didn't spare my pain Now I know how it feels to hit the wall I'll never fall again; And the junk mail still comes for you, and reminds me of a life I need to forget The junk mail still comes for you, and reminds me of a life I need to forget Gazing down on the busy street below, from my room where the walls are grey; Don't know how I will ever get myself through another day And the junk mail still comes for you, and reminds me of a life I need to forget And the junk mail still comes for you, and reminds me of a life I need to forget I poured some wine, and I poured a glass for you I should know that I just need one And last night I lit two cigarettes, forgetting that you'd gone And the junk mail still comes for you, and reminds me of a life I need to forget And the junk mail still comes for you, And reminds me of a life I need to forget Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |