Besedila: Ten Foot Pole. Insider. I Got Your Letter.

This morning's light met me in the closet
Finally found your fear and loathing
I swear, I always meant to give it back
Now I don't know who to give it to

I close my eyes and I shut my mouth
Never thought that this could ever happen here
Got your letter, can you see me read it?
Did you find what you were looking for?

I would like to ask you, was it worth it?
But you won't but you can't explain anymore
We drive along in the lemons of our lives
They'll pay attention to us

Gotta stay strong, don't let them say we're wrong
Till we write our final words
They found your rough draft in the garbage can
Even your goodbye had every detail planned

I sent some flowers to your parents house
Couldn't drag myself to watch them put you down
I took a walk to where we used to eat
The memory of your laughter filled my beer

It's so unreal that I still can't believe
I still expect that I'll look up to find you here