Karaoké Love Letter Mulaa Joans

Mmh mmh

Mmh mmh mmh uh

Last Thursday night

I sat at my window

And got a text from you sayin' you wanna end your life

You know that ain't right

When sooner or later the weight of a word will hit like a feather

It's mad how easy you lie

I know you know that ain't right

And this is my love letter 'cos I'd love you to get the fuck out my life

You've really done it this time

But you'd love to keep me closer

I'll sign my name on a poster then I'm cuttin' my ties

Hate that your blood is like mine

Two A.M. texts leave me cryin' in anger

You're like TNT if I don't immediately answer

But you'd make it 'bout you if I tell you about it

Mmh

I won't tell you about

How eighteen years got me runnin' for cover

Do all my tears look just like my mother's

But you'd make it 'bout you if I tell you about it

So

I won't tell you about it

Mmh mmh mmh mmh mmh

Mmh mmh

I won't tell you about it

Is it just a misunderstandin' or is it, or is it the way I bend just to have you in my life for a minute

Yeah I know it sucks to admit it

Mmh mmh yeah

And this is my love letter 'cos I'd love you to get the fuck out my life

Hate that your blood is like mine

Two A.M. texts leave me cryin' in anger

You're like TNT if I don't immediately answer

But you'd make it 'bout you if I tell you about it

Yeah

If I tell you about

How eighteen years got me runnin' for cover

Do all my tears look just like my mother's

But you'd make it 'bout you if I tell you about it

So

I won't tell you about

This is my love letter 'cos I'd love you to get the fuck out my life

You've really done it this time