Lyrics

Read me the letter, baby, Do not leave out the words. Stories and cigarettes ruined lives of lesser girls, And I wanna know, Cause I want you to know, And its a strange condition, condition, condition. Send me the money, baby, Do not leave out the wage. You know you're the best thing ever To come out of this place, Hey I want you to know, Cause I wanna know And its a strange condition. A day in prison, Its got me out of my head And I don't know what I came for, I want you to know... So leave out the others, baby, Say I'm the only one, Cut out the uniforms And settle with the sun, Hey I want you to know, Cause I wanna know, And its a strange condition, A day in prison, Its got me outta my head And I don't know what I came for, I want you to know... I want you to know... I want you to know... .I want you to know I want you to know... I want you to know... And it's a strange condition.condition. And it's a strange condition.condition.
Writer(s): Peter Yorn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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