Dear sweet filthy world, my wife or whoever reads this I think that I've lived too long With all of my promise unfulfilled But there is a veil drawn
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You'll find it's quicker than history, cheaper than divorce [Chorus] Bring back Liberace or Ollie and Stan Shakespeare will have to wait his turn Elvis
This romantic ideal has a lonely appeal I once loved someone the way that you do But I had to let her go I live with my regret Don't despair my would-be Juliet
I don't know what I would do If this letter should fall into Other hands than it should pass through For other eyes He said, "It was nothing...it's over
Thank you for the flowers I threw them on the fire And I burned the photographs that you had enclosed GOD they were ugly children So you're the little
I thought I'd write to Juliet, for she would understand And when someone is already dead they can no longer let you down Instead I find myself talking
Sister 4 and Brothers 3 Hanging off the family tree Practising for getting old Do you want your fortune told They're looking for you high and low Now
Is anyone there I can talk to? Give us a sign if you're with me CAN'T you see that I'm dying to hear you EVERYONE ELSE HAS LOST INTEREST AND I'M ALL
You're a swine and I'm saying that's an insult to the pig In the foul furrow that you dig Why don't you lay your head down In that unconsecrated ground
My dear impulsive darling I suspect my letter got to you too late And it's really just a silly fragment of paper But it means so much to those who wait
c/0 St. Ignatus House, Willoughby Drive, Parrametta, New South Wales This fifth day of July, in the year of Our Lord nineteen hundred and thirty five
Summertime withers as the sun descends He wants to kiss you. Will you condescend? Before you wake and find a chill within your bones Under a fine canopy
make any long term plans In thirty-six hours your fortunes will change Your best friends won't know you And neither will strangers Do not keep this letter
I write in hopes that by the time you get this letter We may live to see a change for the better Or are we so devoted to these wretched selfish motives
I should open with a kiss For if you're reading this You must have opened up your case And found this letter where I placed it In between the silk and
