Junk Mail

When 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 time I'll never regret.

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 time I'll never regret.

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 time I'll never regret.

The junk mail still comes for you,

And reminds me of a life I need to forget.