I wrote you an old fashioned note, I know
That that shit is cliché at best
I gave you some replies for you to read
And check just which one you think fits
I typed up a well-crafted paragraph
And texted you right before bed
And when I woke up and I checked my phone
You had left me still on read
Oh, I feel so dull
Oh, I feel so dull
I've run out of stamps
And I know all the carriers
On a first name basis
I'm getting all my nutrients
From all of the envelopes I lick
