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Five LettersI've got your name stuck in my teethI try to speak of anything else, but I can't And I've got the stamps here, I'm ready to Send these five letters off to someone else Somewhere far away from here And I'm to blame for the black paint Spilled on your masterpiece I didn't mean to darken the mood But I've still got your song, darlin' On the roof of my mouth And I've been waiting it out Hoping to swallow it down But I can't breathe yet So I've got these matches here And I'm ready now To burn it to the ground To burn it to the ground I said I'm ready now, said I'm, I'm ready now Let's burn this to the ground! Are you ready now? Let's burn this down! (To the ground) To the ground... ah! Honey this isn't working out Put that yell back in lower case letters Before you send it my way For argument's sake let's Let's do this in whispers Come on closer, sugar I can hardly hear you Come put your lips to my ear And speak clearly Put your mouth on my mouth and We'll say what we have to say |