Lyrics Love Letter - Mark Johns

You hung up on the payphone
I'm all alone
Plugging in my halo
I'm thinking if I miss my home
Nah, I don't

So fuck it, I'ma drive more states
I'm old now and nothing feels new, no, no, no
If I can't find no jobs now
[?] escape from pouring, from pouring

I was fine before you
It's nothing for me to start over again
I'm not down for you
Since the last time that you hung up the phone
Now I got no love, no love, no love for you
I got no love, no love, no love for you
Nah

No, fuck it, now it's raining
Still I'm alone
But no I'm not complaining
There's fire burning in my bones
Cause purple lemonade and soul
Is the only thing we'd ever do
And am I fighting for control?
No, I gave that all to you

So fuck it, I'ma drive more states
I'm old now and nothing feels new, no, no, no
If I can't find no jobs now
[?] escape from pouring, from pouring

I was fine before you
It's nothing for me to start over again
I'm not down for you
Since the last time that you hung up the phone
Now I got no love, no love, no love for you
I got no love, no love, no love for you
Nah

I was fine before you
It's nothing for me to start over again
I'm not down for you
Since the last time that you hung up the phone
Now I got no love, no love, no love for you
I got no love, no love, no love for you
Nah
Nah