November's Letters

My letter didn't come in the form of a question to you
My letter didn't come in the form of a question to you
My letter didn't come in an envelope purple and blue
My letter didn't come in an envelope to you

And I ask why
All the good things die
Your eyes turn white
I'll dream of you tonight

My letter didn't come in the form of a question to you
My letter didn't come in the form of a question to you
My heart won't break like it used to, used to
We just don't talk like we used to, used to
My heart won't break like it used to, used to for you

And I'm sorry we were always fighting
And I'm sorry for my handwriting

I used a pen you gave to me when we were friends
It's all dried up you know it's been a couple months

My letter didn't come in the form of a question
My letter didn't come to you (come to you)
My letter didn't come in the form of a question to you
To you, to you



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Writer(s): Jimmy Kildea
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