Fire To The Mail
So tired of going back and forth
And all this mess threw me off the road
But I'm done making explanations
For why I ended up with all this chaos
I feel great right where I stand
I don't mind all the letters in the ground
I like to step on your words
When you told me I'm not enough
'Cause I don't mind when you come and you talk shit
Sometimes it's just our aching heart talking
And no one listens to you when you play hard
You had to shout really loud when you got mad
I should be in your head for once
Feeling sorry for what you said last night
'Cause I'm tired of healing hearts
When you keep playing with mine
I set Fire To The Mail
Ending up with all the pain
Of your empty words
When you ended up alone
I've been on a new state of mind
Feeling sorry for what you're calling crimes
All the guilt consuming you inside
And here I am living my best life
Going out with some friends, I got drunk
A bit happy for dancing all night long
I didn't think of you at all
And I know that pisses you off
'Cause I don't mind when you come and you talk shit
Sometimes it's just our aching heart talking
And no one listens to you when you play hard
You had to shout really loud when you got mad
I should be in your head for once
Feeling sorry for what you said last night
And even If I don't give a fuck
Think twice before you dare to talk
And here you are, waiting for deadlines
While the world keeps happening outside
Getting tangled with all your lies
Getting drunk avoiding who you are
And here I am, waiting for a sign
To take me back where I felt truly alive
But you crossed my mind
In the worst time
Throwing speeches
Not thinking it twice
Committing crimes just for fun
Not getting me when I felt lost
I set Fire To The Mail
Ending up with all the pain
No more explanations
For all this chaos
For your empty words
When I'm gone and you feel
Lost
And all this mess threw me off the road
But I'm done making explanations
For why I ended up with all this chaos
I feel great right where I stand
I don't mind all the letters in the ground
I like to step on your words
When you told me I'm not enough
'Cause I don't mind when you come and you talk shit
Sometimes it's just our aching heart talking
And no one listens to you when you play hard
You had to shout really loud when you got mad
I should be in your head for once
Feeling sorry for what you said last night
'Cause I'm tired of healing hearts
When you keep playing with mine
I set Fire To The Mail
Ending up with all the pain
Of your empty words
When you ended up alone
I've been on a new state of mind
Feeling sorry for what you're calling crimes
All the guilt consuming you inside
And here I am living my best life
Going out with some friends, I got drunk
A bit happy for dancing all night long
I didn't think of you at all
And I know that pisses you off
'Cause I don't mind when you come and you talk shit
Sometimes it's just our aching heart talking
And no one listens to you when you play hard
You had to shout really loud when you got mad
I should be in your head for once
Feeling sorry for what you said last night
And even If I don't give a fuck
Think twice before you dare to talk
And here you are, waiting for deadlines
While the world keeps happening outside
Getting tangled with all your lies
Getting drunk avoiding who you are
And here I am, waiting for a sign
To take me back where I felt truly alive
But you crossed my mind
In the worst time
Throwing speeches
Not thinking it twice
Committing crimes just for fun
Not getting me when I felt lost
I set Fire To The Mail
Ending up with all the pain
No more explanations
For all this chaos
For your empty words
When I'm gone and you feel
Lost
Credits
Writer(s): Santiago Lobo Montoya
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