[Verse 1]
Life after you is tough, but I can handle it
After all, I've been to that dust, I've bit
And it's not complicated, but I've taken some hits
Can we make it right again, can you handle it
I'll understand if you don't have the compassion
Because I see the shit inside you, the full passion
The other guy is dead, six feet under the ground
I think we'll be able to take it...come back, I'll be your hound
[Hook]
Every morning I wake and see the sun
I remember that I'm still not done
I fight the good fight, even when there's no hope
I live for the good life, even when I cannot cope
Letters from home, letters from home
Don't you know those letters from home
[Verse 2]
I made it my pride, my eternal quest
To win back your beating heart, fire in your chest
Feisty as ever, I still remember that body
Looking more curvy then a race track Bugatti
But you seem to deny my advances, taking second chances
You forgot what we had, or you don't acknowledge it, making prances
I miss you so much, girl, you forget what we had, it wasn't even that bad
Please just come back, or I might even have a heart attack
I've prayed to god, though even he hasn't given me a fact
And this is my last chance; I need you, girl, let's start over, a new crack
Because I've forgotten about dope, that gateway drug, but you're mine
I was destroyed when you packed up and left, that was yesterday
Now I'm just in my personal hell, making it an abyss of this day
Come back, you never even learned the Klueless, babe
You seem to have forgotten, who I am, S-R-A
My body is a shell, my soul a soul-mate searcher
Though not even my soul can make it, it's like a birch, hurt
And even though that wooden whip cracks against my back, I don't give up
Take my offer and come up to my heaven, we can live for eternity
Surely you're feeling those blessed feelings of maternity
[Hook]
Every morning I wake and see the sun
I remember that I'm still not done
I fight the good fight, even when there's no hope
I live for the good life, even when I cannot cope
Letters from home, letters from home
Don't you know those letters from home
[Verse 3]
I traveled overseas, fighting to impress you
Fought in Afghanistan, Iran, and Iraq, too
But it looks like no matter how I try, I can't best you
Damn it woman, you know how I fetched you
Why can't you acknowledge the love set aside for you, and only you?
I'm walking through the rain, accepting my soul-pain
But I look through the glass and see it's nothing but bane
So maybe that's why it's a windowpane
It makes me think, makes me remember
To a happier time, to a place back in September
Sitting under an autumn tree, kissing, bam, December
You looked so cute in that coat and hat, it gives me heartbreak
My desperate advances have always, only been, second chances
I try to woo you but for the life of me it only boos you
And you take a snooze, ignoring my texts and going loose
Come on girl, untighten this noose, it's a scale and all the weight
Is on my shoulders, and it's coming down like a rollercoaster
And you've got the upper hand, just take my chance and let's go for a second dance
[Hook]
Every morning I wake and see the sun
I remember that I'm still not done
I fight the good fight, even when there's no hope
I live for the good life, even when I cannot cope
Letters from home, letters from home
Don't you know those letters from home
[Verse 4]
Living, life, like fuck, can't get any higher
But I don't, forget, about my first buyer
The first one who believed in me, my first fan and supporter
My first love, my first kiss, my first home-run border
But now you've walked away from it all, leaving me alone to play ball
I remember those scenes in my head; shopping with you in the mall
, watching you when you played softball, yea those were the years
Now I've got nothing left, I'm drowning myself in sorrow
Oh look, your soul, mind if I take it and borrow?
It's making me psycho, driving me like the damn gecko from the Geico
I'm done, this is the last time I'm calling bull shit
Like the last time I did that yesterday, it's old shit
Come on, you can't do this, it's null shit
I'm not willing to walk away, but damn, you're making it cray
I'm standing here, like a sitting duck, and I don't give a fuck
I come out to this corner every day waiting for your face
But all I get in return is an empty vase
[Verse 5]
It's only harder...I know I miss you baby
I was looking for an excuse and now I got one
God knows what I'd do without you
As long as the stars are above, I'll be vowed to
I'll come back, if that's what you need
A woman to love, a woman to greed
My life grows hotter, without the fire within
But no, my love, I don't need my garbage bin
I'm sorry for what we said before, I take it all back
I just hope you hear this before you have a heart attack
I brought you back...now it's time for your ultimate rap
(Don't you know those letters from home)
Here we go girl, you wanna see ultimate rap I'll give you a map
You'll need it for this 40 mph unfurl and I await the day that anyone can match
My lyrical speed, it's a need for life and I have a lead for the ultimate strength
Don't need a cane no sir I can walk well on my own and this feat of lip agility is killin
Me but I can cruise through this like a blaze on a daze on a fine summer day and I don't need
Your improvisement for it all I got all rejection, insurrection, and being hipster is being mainstream
Gotta be normal again, and I cannot defend what's around the edge but with luck it'll take my catch and
I stole yo home run, Mr steal yo girl, watch out cause here comes another vertical
Every morning I wake and see the sun
I remember that I'm still not done
I fight the good fight, even when there's no hope
I live for the good life, even when I cannot cope
Letters from home, letters from home
Don't you know those letters from home
[Verse 6]
I see bringing you back was smart
And I see that, as always, you still have a heart
Welcome back, baby, I'm yours forever
I'll love you for all time, Through the Never
Every morning I wake and see the sun
I remember that I'm still not done
I fight the good fight, even when there's no hope
I live for the good life, even when I cannot cope
Letters from home, letters from home
Don't you know those letters from home
Every day I live and see her face
I remember all the good things that take place
I fight the bad things, even when there's no grace
I travel for the concerts, but nothing can separate us, not even outer space
I go everywhere and perform to prime pose
I come back and love how she lives for it, yo
(She knows me too well...)
I guess there's no more need for those
Letters from home, letters from home
Don't you need those letters from home
Don't you know those letters from home
